Sundays too my father got up early
and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,
then with cracked hands that ached
from labor in the weekday weather made
banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.

I’d wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking.
When the rooms were warm, he’d call,
and slowly I would rise and dress,
fearing the chronic angers of that house,

Speaking indifferently to him,
who had driven out the cold
and polished my good shoes as well.
What did I know, what did I know
of love’s austere and lonely offices?

Robert Hayden, 1913-1980 – “Those Winter Sundays” from Collected Poems



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  1. Dear Tim, I somehow can’t post my comments. Thank you for this poem. Only today a friend and I discussed  how we wished we had the wisdom we have today during our youth. My father worked hard at the sugar plantation and his enjoyment was a glass of Japanese wine. How I wished I had taken him to a bar and have him experience a bar where we could have both talked. But I didn’t do that. This must be part of the natural process of being young. Thank you.

    frances kakugawa http://www.francesk.org

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  2. thanks Frances. this poem brings vivid memories of my own father as well. your comment should be posted! thank you for always stopping by

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    I love this poem.

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  4. thank you for stopping by to read it!

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  5. I enjoy your poetry and will try to see how I can post my comments. 🙏

    Sent from my iPhone

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  6. Frances, check it out now, you shd be able to reply directly under each poem. sorry about that!

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#212: The Most Popular Story in Ancient India Human Voices Wake Us

An episode from 1/12/2026: Tonight, I read from the oldest religious poetry from India, the collection of 1,028 ritual hymns known as the The Rig Veda. Specifically, I read from the most popular story found there, the defeat of the serpent Vrtra by the god Indra and the freeing of the waters of the world.I begin by telling the story briefly and then sharing examples of the short references to it that are scattered all over the Rig Veda (from hymns 1.51, 1.56, 1.57, 2.19, 4.17, 4.30), which in themselves are indications as to how well-known the story was. Finally, I read a handful of hymns (1.32, 1.80, 4.19) in their entirety that tell the story in different ways.The translation and commentary I read from is by Stephanie Jamison and Joel Brereton; it took years to find a good and decently priced used copy of these volumes, but I would recommend them to anyone interested in Hinduism, poetry, or religion.The best way to support the podcast is by leaving a review on Apple or Spotify, sharing it with others, or sending me a note on what you think. You can also order any of my books: Time and the River: From Columbine to the Invention of Fire, due out next year, is now available for preorder. Other books include Notes from the Grid, To the House of the Sun, The Lonely Young & the Lonely Old, and Bone Antler Stone. I've also edited a handful of books in the S4N Pocket Poems series.Email me at humanvoiceswakeus1@gmail.com.
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