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...rental loss is something that greatly impacts them beyond childhood. No matter their relationship before hand, neither of these poets can truly hide the fact that they no longer have love for their fathers no matter what they write about it. It is a traumatic experience that even years after the fact, influences their writing and their daily emotions. Both of these poems are extremely powerful, not just because of the subject matter that was chosen to be written about, but because each poet finds a way to write about through a child’s lense. This adds a clinging feeling of innocence and attachment that is necessary to build the subtext that no matter how terrible our parents are, the bottom line is that they are our parents. We were raised by them regardless of their actions, and we will always feel some sort of connection no matter how much we want to repress it.
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