So now that I think I have figured about what this poem is "about," I feel like I chose it for all the wrong reason and am slightly embarrassed about what I thought it was about in previous posts. However, I am intrigued by this twist in meaning and look forward to learning even more.
While reading the poem today I see that the speaker's "Sunday Afternoons" are similar from week to week. It seems there are almost rituals that he and his brothers do every Sunday. These rituals include getting into trouble, eating the tree fruit around their house, listening to the radio, and spying on their parents. While the speaker and his brothers know they are not suppose to be inside, I sense there is still some curiosity as to why. Although I am not sure at this point if they actually know what their parents are doing in the house.
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