https://padlet.com/nschwartz41/aekwn1ytvh9j Cade Araza, Nancy Schwartz, Nick Christner en-us 2018-08-29 19:05:54 UTC 2018-08-30 19:13:46 UTC hello@padlet.com https://padlet-assets.s3.amazonaws.com/icons/Clouds.png caraza11 https://padlet.com/nschwartz41/aekwn1ytvh9j/wish/276718124 I, wanderer, warrior, 
Strategist, explorer,
Inventor of schemes which conquered Troy,
Outwitting even Poseidon's one-eyed son.
I, who enchanted goddesses 
But escaped their grasp,
Could not be seduced by Sirens,
Tied to the mast of past longings, heard another's song,
Saw another's face,
The silky black tendrils of her hair weaving through the tapestry of my thoughts.

Penelope, are you more than memory?
In my dreams I become your loom,
You ravel and unravel my hopes.

Are you the Penelope I knew or have you too forgotten,
Foundered, as I did in that mad mad war, in these madder wanderings,
And even now in the wonderings of my tide-tossed mind.
Penelope, do you wait for me?
What have I lost in this world of brawn and manly prowess,
Where women are goddesses or slaves,
Above or below me,
Where human hearts dare not yearn
For what they cannot claim or reclaim?

In the mist I see Penelope in her garden, 
Watering the blossoms of tomorrow,
Penelope in her room winding the warp, 
Twisting the skeins of yesterday,
Letting slip through her fingers year after year, the colors of the seasons.

Am I then in love only with memory?
I, the wily Odysseus, humbled by wisps of dreams
Waking me at dawn to stare at the rising tumescent sun swollen on the horizon,
Behind me always.
But only in the dusk of this vast western emptiness,
Lies the warming call of home.

Penelope, 
Must memory alone sustain me,
Or do you live outside my mind,
Daily scanning the craggy shore of Ithaca
Peering across that fog-gray desolation, 
Weaving into your woolly nights the foam of this churning sea,
Waiting for me? 

]]> 2018-08-30 18:58:31 UTC https://padlet.com/nschwartz41/aekwn1ytvh9j/wish/276718124 caraza11 https://padlet.com/nschwartz41/aekwn1ytvh9j/wish/276718809 What is the theme or message from this poem? What can we learn from this poem?]]> 2018-08-30 19:00:31 UTC https://padlet.com/nschwartz41/aekwn1ytvh9j/wish/276718809 caraza11 https://padlet.com/nschwartz41/aekwn1ytvh9j/wish/276721315 Is there any powerful imagery in the poem? Cite and Example. 
"In the mist I see Penelope in her garden, watering the blossoms of tomorrow," (Marks 23-24).]]> 2018-08-30 19:06:58 UTC https://padlet.com/nschwartz41/aekwn1ytvh9j/wish/276721315 nschwartz41 https://padlet.com/nschwartz41/aekwn1ytvh9j/wish/276722202 What is the tone of the poem?
The tone of the poem is mournful. Odysseus is mourning about how he is unable to see his lot wife.]]> 2018-08-30 19:08:47 UTC https://padlet.com/nschwartz41/aekwn1ytvh9j/wish/276722202 caraza11 https://padlet.com/nschwartz41/aekwn1ytvh9j/wish/276722450 Does the poem use any metaphorical language? If so, what is its purpose or meaning? 
" In the mist I see Penelope in her garden, watering the blossoms of tomorrow," (Marks 23-24). It's about Odysseus worrying that ]]> 2018-08-30 19:09:28 UTC https://padlet.com/nschwartz41/aekwn1ytvh9j/wish/276722450 nchristner https://padlet.com/nschwartz41/aekwn1ytvh9j/wish/276722460 Does this poem use any sound devices?

"wanderer, warrior"
"mast of past"
"human hearts"]]> 2018-08-30 19:09:29 UTC https://padlet.com/nschwartz41/aekwn1ytvh9j/wish/276722460 nschwartz41 https://padlet.com/nschwartz41/aekwn1ytvh9j/wish/276723127 This poem is set in Odysseus' head, almost looking into his thoughts. This is different to the actual book where it takes place through the people around or related to him. ]]> 2018-08-30 19:11:23 UTC https://padlet.com/nschwartz41/aekwn1ytvh9j/wish/276723127