Question

morning, I saw my mother,

beside me,

doze, open mouthed, her face

ashen like that

of a corpse and realized with pain

that she was as old as she

looked but soon

put that thought away, and

looked out at Young

Trees sprinting, the merry children spilling

out of their homes, but after the airport’s

security check, standing a few yards

away, I looked again at her, wan, pale

as a late winter’s moon and felt that old

familiar ache, my childhood’s fear,

but all I said was, see you soon, Amma,

all I did was smile and smile and

smile......
what was the poet's childhood fear ? how does it return?


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Answer 1

Answer:

The child is always in fear of being separated from his parents. In the same way, the poet's fear as a child was that of losing her mother or her company.

Explanation:

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Answer 2

Explanation:

his fear is to be seperated from his parents