https://padlet.com/kmorrison51/qne6ym6lj4rx Kailer Morrison, Evan Leshinskie, Alec Toppenberg en-us 2017-08-30 18:32:11 UTC 2017-08-30 19:13:14 UTC hello@padlet.com atoppenberg1 https://padlet.com/kmorrison51/qne6ym6lj4rx/wish/183781881 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?


]]> 2017-08-30 18:41:22 UTC https://padlet.com/kmorrison51/qne6ym6lj4rx/wish/183781881 atoppenberg1 https://padlet.com/kmorrison51/qne6ym6lj4rx/wish/183784594 One of the examples of imagery that the author uses in the poem is "The silky black tendrils of her hair weaving through the tapestry of my thoughts."(10)  and this displays imagery as when you read it you can visualize her black hair. ]]> 2017-08-30 18:49:44 UTC https://padlet.com/kmorrison51/qne6ym6lj4rx/wish/183784594 eleshinskie https://padlet.com/kmorrison51/qne6ym6lj4rx/wish/183784597 The tone of this poem is loving and thoughtful.]]> 2017-08-30 18:49:45 UTC https://padlet.com/kmorrison51/qne6ym6lj4rx/wish/183784597 kmorrison51 https://padlet.com/kmorrison51/qne6ym6lj4rx/wish/183784703 The theme of this poem is about how people change and how their loyalty changes too.

The line is- "Are you the Penelope I knew or have you to forgotten." (Philemon line 14)

]]> 2017-08-30 18:50:15 UTC https://padlet.com/kmorrison51/qne6ym6lj4rx/wish/183784703 eleshinskie https://padlet.com/kmorrison51/qne6ym6lj4rx/wish/183785203 This poem uses alliteration throughout the poem to show the importance of a certain idea or event. "And even now in the wanderings of my tide-tossed mind"(Marks 16).]]> 2017-08-30 18:52:29 UTC https://padlet.com/kmorrison51/qne6ym6lj4rx/wish/183785203 kmorrison51 https://padlet.com/kmorrison51/qne6ym6lj4rx/wish/183785622 "The silky black tendrils of her hair weaving through the tapestry of my thoughts." (Philemon line 10)

This metaphor is used to show how Odysseus remembers Penelope and how badly he misses her.]]> 2017-08-30 18:53:44 UTC https://padlet.com/kmorrison51/qne6ym6lj4rx/wish/183785622 eleshinskie https://padlet.com/kmorrison51/qne6ym6lj4rx/wish/183788714 This poem conveys a different perspective to the Odyssey because it shows a softer side of Odysseus that is not seen in the Odyssey.]]> 2017-08-30 19:01:41 UTC https://padlet.com/kmorrison51/qne6ym6lj4rx/wish/183788714