Can you help me analyse the unseen poem 'Grandfather' by Susan Hynkow?
His sparse white hair and lean face…
His blue-veined, calloused hands.
Long gnarled fingers
Stretching out towards the fire –
Three fingers missing –
Yet he was able to make model yachts
And weave baskets.
Each bronzed autumn
He would gather berries.
Each breathing spring
His hands were filled with flowers.
Worshipping his fisherman’s yarns*.
Watching his absorbed expression
As he solved the daily crossword
With the slim cigarette, hand rolled,
Placed between his lips.
The impersonal hospital bed.
The reek of antiseptic.
I remember, too,
The weeping child
The wilting daffodils
Laid upon his grave.
(an extract from the poem Grandfather by Susan Hrynkow)
A few points of analysis is perfectly fine. Thanks :]
- ~~*Milieu*~~Lv 79 years agoFavorite Answer
It's a poem about the speaker remembering his/her (a child's) grandfather with specific and concrete images. Pretty straight forward.Source(s): .