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    An adaption of the Legend of Icarus "King Minos of Crete annoyed Poseidon,the God of the sea. Poseidon became angry and cast a spell on Minos' wife, Pasiphae, the queen who got pregnant & bore the dreaded minotaur, a creature with a man's body and a bull's head. Daedalus, King Minos' architect, built a labyrinth in which King Minos was able to hide the hideous bull-man. After-wards, Theseus, an Athenian king, killed the Minotaur and escaped with the king's daughter, Ariadne. At the failure of the labyrinth, Daedalus lost the favor of the king and was imprisoned in a high tower. Daedalus wanted to escape from his prison, but all sea-going vessels were searched carefully."Minos may control the land and sea," thought Daedalus, "but he does not control the air. I will escape that way."Daedalus set to work fabricating wings from eagles on the cliffs for himself and his young son, Icarus. The larger feathers Daedalus secured with strong thread, but the smaller ones he secured only with wax. Daedalus equipped his son with the smaller set but cautioned him, saying, "Icarus, my son, I charge you to keep at a moderate height, for if you fly too low the damp will clog your wings, and if you fly too high the heat of the sun will surely melt these wings of yours that I have created for you." Daedalus kissed the boy, not knowing that it was for the last time ever. Then, rising on their wings, father and son flew off, escaping from the prison that King Minos had put them in. The boy, exulted at his new-found freedom, began to soar upward as if to reach heaven. The nearness of the blazing sun softened the wax, which held the smaller feathers together, and they came off in bundles. He fluttered frantically with his arms, but no feathers remained to hold the air beneath the wings. He cried to his father but fell to the ocean and was submerged in the blue waters of the sea in which he drowned.Daedalus bitterly lamented & and buried his son on the shore, calling the land Icaria in memory of his dead child. Icarus now arises & yearns for his beloved,the moon.

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    An adaption of the Legend of Icarus "King Minos of Crete annoyed Poseidon,the God of the sea. Poseidon became angry and cast a spell on Minos' wife, Pasiphae, the queen who got pregnant & bore the dreaded minotaur, a creature with a man's body and a bull's head. Daedalus, King Minos' architect, built a labyrinth in which King Minos was able to hide the hideous bull-man. After-wards, Theseus, an Athenian king, killed the Minotaur and escaped with the king's daughter, Ariadne. At the failure of the labyrinth, Daedalus lost the favor of the king and was imprisoned in a high tower. Daedalus wanted to escape from his prison, but all sea-going vessels were searched carefully."Minos may control the land and sea," thought Daedalus, "but he does not control the air. I will escape that way."Daedalus set to work fabricating wings from eagles on the cliffs for himself and his young son, Icarus. The larger feathers Daedalus secured with strong thread, but the smaller ones he secured only with wax. Daedalus equipped his son with the smaller set but cautioned him, saying, "Icarus, my son, I charge you to keep at a moderate height, for if you fly too low the damp will clog your wings, and if you fly too high the heat of the sun will surely melt these wings of yours that I have created for you." Daedalus kissed the boy, not knowing that it was for the last time ever. Then, rising on their wings, father and son flew off, escaping from the prison that King Minos had put them in. The boy, exulted at his new-found freedom, began to soar upward as if to reach heaven. The nearness of the blazing sun softened the wax, which held the smaller feathers together, and they came off in bundles. He fluttered frantically with his arms, but no feathers remained to hold the air beneath the wings. He cried to his father but fell to the ocean and was submerged in the blue waters of the sea in which he drowned.Daedalus bitterly lamented & and buried his son on the shore, calling the land Icaria in memory of his dead child. Icarus now arises & yearns for his beloved,the moon.

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    Icarus Adrift

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    An adaption of the Legend of Icarus "King Minos of Crete annoyed Poseidon,the God of the sea. Poseidon became angry and cast a spell on Minos' wife, Pasiphae, the queen who got pregnant & bore the dreaded minotaur, a creature with a man's body and a bull's head. Daedalus, King Minos' architect, built a labyrinth in which King Minos was able to hide the hideous bull-man. After-wards, Theseus, an Athenian king, killed the Minotaur and escaped with the king's daughter, Ariadne. At the failure of the labyrinth, Daedalus lost the favor of the king and was imprisoned in a high tower. Daedalus wanted to escape from his prison, but all sea-going vessels were searched carefully."Minos may control the land and sea," thought Daedalus, "but he does not control the air. I will escape that way."Daedalus set to work fabricating wings from eagles on the cliffs for himself and his young son, Icarus. The larger feathers Daedalus secured with strong thread, but the smaller ones he secured only with wax. Daedalus equipped his son with the smaller set but cautioned him, saying, "Icarus, my son, I charge you to keep at a moderate height, for if you fly too low the damp will clog your wings, and if you fly too high the heat of the sun will surely melt these wings of yours that I have created for you." Daedalus kissed the boy, not knowing that it was for the last time ever. Then, rising on their wings, father and son flew off, escaping from the prison that King Minos had put them in. The boy, exulted at his new-found freedom, began to soar upward as if to reach heaven. The nearness of the blazing sun softened the wax, which held the smaller feathers together, and they came off in bundles. He fluttered frantically with his arms, but no feathers remained to hold the air beneath the wings. He cried to his father but fell to the ocean and was submerged in the blue waters of the sea in which he drowned.Daedalus bitterly lamented & and buried his son on the shore, calling the land Icaria in memory of his dead child. Icarus now arises & yearns for his beloved,the moon.

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    Icarus Adrift

    I still remember
    How cruel Helios was!
    Oh! How my back had singed
    And the rapid fall!
    I still remember
    Your plaintive calls.
    I am sorry, father,
    I had let you down.

    I vividly recollect the darkness


    And Poseidon’s death embraces.

    My soul is still charred


    From Helios ill temper
    Despite being submerged
    For centuries in icy waters.

    The sun is now down


    It is time for me to rise
    From the Icarian seas.

    Luna beckons me,


    Come hither; take my hand.
    Dance with me over the clouds,
    Kiss me passionately,
    Madly, like no God ever can!

    Impaled here for centuries


    On these jagged rocks
    Overlooking the Icarian seas.

    Belatedly obeying your command


    Of sticking to the Middle path.
    Can I die again,
    If I am not alive?
    Would I feel the pain,
    If I fall?
    Would you lament for me
    Again, father?
    I cannot get lower
    Than this, can I?
    The crabs out here
    Are such poor company.

    When I do;
    Descend from my perch,
    I have the flirting dolphins for company.
    What bliss it is
    To ride on them and beat the tides.
    But I am getting tired
    Of their mired games.

    Riding the waves with them,


    Takes me back to your labyrinth
    One never knew
    Where the next turn was.

    Luna is out dancing


    Naked in her splendour,
    I have basked in her glory for many years,
    Made passionate love to her shadow
    Floating in the high seas.

    I wish I was worthy


    Of your name, father.
    I am no craftsman
    And cannot conjure wings.
    I am too weak hearted
    To kill the sea gulls
    For a clutch of feathers.

    I am too clumsy
    To handle wax either
    But my love for Luna
    Never wanes.

    I yearn to embrace her


    I beseech you father,
    Come give me wings;
    To join my paramour!
    Look father! She teases,
    Playing hide and seek
    With the clouds above.

    Hurry, father!
    Before it is too late.
    Hurry,
    Before Helios awakens again.

    Hurry, father!
    Before Luna, in her lunacy,
    Forsakes me for
    Some brighter star above.

    Shyam

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