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Our First Class

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Contents: Asynchronous material, followed by material that was covered in class 3/8.

Asynchronous Material

Synchronous class material 3/8

Housekeeping:

Make sure you are in the Slack workspace by filling out this course sign-up sheet (only for students who did not complete the survey by Friday, March 5th, at noon): Link

Task:

During class: Read the following poems and fill out a close reading worksheet for ONE of them

During ASYNCHRONOUS class and by Sunday, March 14:

Read the poems below and complete these two assignments:

  1. Post in the Slack channel “Week 1: Imagery” using this format:
    1. Choose one of the poems and introduce it, including the title;
    2. Describe 2-3 instances of imagery in the poem (name the imagery);
    3. Tell us what ideas are communicated through this imagery. If you aren’t sure, just tell us what the imagery makes you think about in the context of the poem.

Note: your discussion post is not a formal assignment, and it does not need to be long. Try to keep it within 100 words, but make it long enough to satisfy the three requirements for the post.

2. Choose a poem from this week’s reading and complete a close reading worksheet and a graphic organizer. These assignments are found Blackboard. The tutorial will be posted here below.

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Icarus and Daedalus Poems

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Allusions to Icarus and Daedalus

The story of Icarus:

https://ovid.lib.virginia.edu/trans/Metamorph8.htm

Waiting for Icarus

Read Waiting for Icarus

Waiting for Icarus Muriel Rukeyser
He said he would be back and we’d drink wine together He said that everything would be better than before
He said we were on the edge of a new relation
He said he would never again cringe before his father He said that he was going to invent full-time
He said he loved me that going into me
He said was going into the world and the sky He said all the buckles were very firm
He said the wax was the best wax
He said Wait for me here on the beach
He said Just don’t cry

I remember the gulls and the waves
I remember the islands going dark on the sea
I remember the girls laughing
I remember they said he only wanted to get away from me
I remember mother saying : Inventors are like poets,
a trashy lot
I remember she told me those who try out inventions are worse I remember she added : Women who love such are the
Worst of all
I have been waiting all day, or perhaps longer.
I would have liked to try those wings myself.
It would have been better than this.

Landscape with the Fall of Icarus

Pieter Brueghel the Elder, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons
Landscape with the Fall of Icarus
William Carlos Williams According to Brueghel
when Icarus fell
it was spring a farmer was ploughing
his field
the whole pageantry of the year was
awake tingling
with itself sweating in the sun
that melted
the wings’ wax unsignificantly
off the coast
there was a splash quite unnoticed
this was
Icarus drowning 
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