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Juvy D

Group items tagged Marge - READ 0880 SP12 | Diigo Groups - 6 views

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  • dallying
    • Juvy D
       
      dally= meaning to waste time or delay
  • The people I love the best jump into work head first
    • Juvy D
       
      in my opinion i think speaker says that he/she admires people who doesn't dally, waste time in working.
    • Kate C
       
      I agree i think the author admires people who work hard.
    • Amanda F
       
      I don't think that he wants to be around those people who waste time.
  • sleek
    • Juvy D
       
      sleek meaning smooth or glossy, as hair, an animal etc. sleek could also be like well fed or well groomed
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  • I love people who harness themselves, an ox to a heavy cart, who pull like water buffalo, with massive patience, who strain in the mud and the muck to move things forward, who do what has to be done, again and again.
    • Juvy D
       
      I agreed with that speaker i love people who works so hard. with lots of patience . those people who strive harder and don't mind working repeatedly.
  • want to be with people who submerge in the task, who go into the fields to harvest and work in a row and pass the bags along, who are not parlor generals and field deserters but move in a common rhythm when the food must come in or the fire be put out.
    • Juvy D
       
      In this stanza the speaker tells us what kind of people he/she want to be with. according to the speaker he/she wants to be people who are very much dedicated to their work.people who doesn't leave and intending to return or come back and finishes up their work.
  • The work of the world is common as mud. Botched, it smears the hands, crumbles to dust. But the thing worth doing well done has a shape that satisfies, clean and evident.
    • Juvy D
       
      As i understand with lines. speaker telling us that the work of the world is quietly different because people weren't true to themselves, people will do things just to make them successful in life. like, take advantage with the situation, so the speaker or author saying by using the mud. mud is dirty, botched means poor work. its like people sometimes worked in a wrong way. meaning they don't work religiously.
Trisha V

To Be Of Use by Marge Piercy | The Writer's Almanac with Garrison Keillor - 15 views

  • Listen
    • Kate C
       
      verb- Give one's attention to a sound noun- An act of listening to something
  • common rhythm
    • Crystal K
       
      work hard and smoothly
  • Greek amphoras
    • Crystal K
       
      A vase with 2 handles. It was used to transport the wine and oil the poem was talking about. I also found it is spelled 2 different ways (amphoras and amphorae.)
    • Amanda F
       
      Vases could hold anything. Besides wine and oil the vase could hold it also held corn. I don't understand why they would put corn in a vase and put it in a museum. In the poem it states "...Hopi vases that held corn, are put in museums...".
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  • dallying
    • Dan K
       
      verb (used without object) 1. to waste time; loiter; delay. 2. to act playfully, especially in an amorous or flirtatious way. 3. to play mockingly; trifle: to dally with danger.
  • I want to be with people who submerge
    • Dan K
       
      She wants to be with people of her own kind.
    • Trisha V
       
      she wants to be near hard working people
  • Botched
    • John K
       
      verb: Carry out (a task) badly or carelessly
    • John K
       
      she likes people who are hard workers. people who are not lazy
  • when the food must come in or the fire be put out.
    • Trisha V
       
      enerhy to learn and live
  • They seem to become natives of that element
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    Poem: "To be of use" by Marge Piercy from Circles on the Water. © Alfred A. Knopf. Reprinted with permission To be of use The people I love the best jump into work head first without dallying in the shallows and swim off with sure strokes almost out of sight. They seem to become natives of that element, the black sleek heads of seals bouncing like half-submerged balls. I love people who harness themselves, an ox to a heavy cart, who pull like water buffalo, with massive patience, who strain in the mud and the muck to move things forward, who do what has to be done, again and again. I want to be with people who submerge in the task, who go into the fields to harvest and work in a row and pass the bags along, who are not parlor generals and field deserters but move in a common rhythm when the food must come in or the fire be put out. The work of the world is common as mud. Botched, it smears the hands, crumbles to dust. But the thing worth doing well done has a shape that satisfies, clean and evident. Greek amphoras for wine or oil, Hopi vases that held corn, are put in museums but you know they were made to be used. The pitcher cries for water to carry and a person for work that is real.
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