What is the critical analysis of this poem " The Portrait" by Stanley Kunitz. My mother never forgave my fatherfor killing himself,especially at such an awkward timeand in a public park,that springwhen I was waiting to be born.She locked his name in her deepest cabinetand would not let him out,though I could hear him thumping.When I came down from the atticwith the pastel portrait in my hand of a long-lipped strangerwith a brave moustacheand deep brown level eyes,she ripped it into shredswithout a single wordand slapped me hard.In my sixty-fourth yearI can feel my cheekstill burning.
The poet is speaking about the presence of his father and how that molded his entire life. He never knew him because he committed suicide before he was born;however his entire life, he felt the absence of his father through all the emotions his mother carried around with her. He recalls an incident when he carried a portrait of his father down from the attic and his mother grabbed it from him and tore it to shreds. He is 64 when he wrote the poem and still feels pain about his father.
This poem is a tribute to the reality that the unlived life or unexpressed emotions(anger) of a parent can be passed onto his or her child, unknowingly. It is as if the "sins of the father" are visited on his son. His father killed himself; but he also killed his son.
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