Class notes 10/19/2010

"Therefore, if the May-tree is an embodiment of the tree-spirit or spirit of vegetation, the Summer-tree must likewise be an embodiment of the tree-spirit or spirit of vegetation. But we have seen that the Summer-tree is in some cases a revivification of the effigy of Death."

Lit 285

10/19/2010

Story from Ovid for presentation-ch 12 The Death of Achilles (Due Nov. 16^th)

*research several sources on line to get the full picture of the story.

*one min. to tell the main points of the story.

*blog about a bad day

*blog about 3 mythological elements or clues

*look at Mary s. blog

*go out and have a sublime experience (mixture of Beauty and terror) blog about it

*read some blogs and find one to reflect on it and expand with my own thoughts.

*theodicy-a vindication of divine goodness and providence in view of the existence of evil.

*Thursdays class covered the idea of the “real world” Ask yourself what is the real world to you.

Read Maroon and the sea of stories. By

Low point of life or bad days/ ideas about suffering

Nietzsche said “whatever doesn’t kill me makes me stronger”

Mythological look at why we suffer- we suffer so that the poets will have something to write about. We are giving prime material to the story tellers.

Paterfamilias-male head of a family or household

Book 6 of Ovid (this is as bad as it gets)

Story of Tereus

Tereus and Procna are married had a son Itys

*Procna starts missing sisters and asks Tereus to go get them.  Tereus gets the daughter of Pandion, Philomela.  Tereus takes her, sails away with her and then rapes her. He then cuts out her tongue so she can’t tell anyone.  He imprisons her in the Bacchante. Philomela weaves a tapestry to tell her tell to her sister Pandion.  She frees her sister and then the sisters kill and cut up Pandion’s son Itys.  They then cook him up and feed him to Tereus. Tereus goes after the sisters to kill them.  They are turned into birds. Tereus turns into a hoopoe. Philomela turns into a knighting gale.  Procno turned into a swallow.

T.S Elliot wrote the Waste Land