Wow, I disagree with the previous answerer. I had to go find the poem and read it again. I don’t know where he got the idea that it’s a metaphor for fighting.
The poem can be read quite literally as a young boy being danced around the kitchen by his father, who has been drinking. It’s not a sad memory, but a happy one. A memory of a boy having fun with his father, obviously a rough and tumble type.
He had to hang on tight, because his father was probably unsteady on his feet and swinging him around a little bit roughly. It wasn’t easy to hang on, a little dangerous, a little precarious, a little wild, a lot of fun.
But it’s a poem by a man remembering his boyhood, good times with his father in the evening just before bedtime. There’s no reason to try to turn it into anything more than that, or anything negative.
Waltzing fighting was never easy either physically or emotionally.
For the waltzing fighting was never easy either physically or emotionally.
Wow, I disagree with the previous answerer. I had to go find the poem and read it again. I don’t know where he got the idea that it’s a metaphor for fighting.
The poem can be read quite literally as a young boy being danced around the kitchen by his father, who has been drinking. It’s not a sad memory, but a happy one. A memory of a boy having fun with his father, obviously a rough and tumble type.
He had to hang on tight, because his father was probably unsteady on his feet and swinging him around a little bit roughly. It wasn’t easy to hang on, a little dangerous, a little precarious, a little wild, a lot of fun.
But it’s a poem by a man remembering his boyhood, good times with his father in the evening just before bedtime. There’s no reason to try to turn it into anything more than that, or anything negative.