Robert Hayden

(4 August 1913 – 25 February 1980 / Detroit)

Those Winter Sundays - Poem by Robert Hayden

Sundays too my father got up early
And put his clothes on in the blueback cold,
then with cracked hands that ached
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Comments about Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden

  • Rookie Jane Campbell (1/27/2005 3:09:00 PM)

    I have taught this poem before and it works well to lead into a discussion of how we don't know or appreciate our parents (Report) Reply

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