We have another guest writer on the site today, another Norris brother (or Norris Uncle), Tim Norris, with his fantastic poem about Icarus.
Blind
Dadaelus a scholar and engineer
With the tools of an architect
Made it quite clear
That flight was possible and could be quite fun
But you should keep yourself grounded while drinking in the
sun
Icarus scoffed as was his wont
Strapped on the wings and went for a jaunt
So they escaped the labyrinth and the fierce minotaur
They flew to freedom but didn’t get far
Before convincing himself
My brain is powerful and my arms are strong
They say “Father Knows Best” but this time he’s wrong
I’ll fly over the ocean and around the moon
I’ll fly to the sun if I want to and come back soon
Then an epiphany came, but a little too late
And we all know the crux of his fate
As solar heat melted wax Icarus realized in this case
The strength of his brain and body didn’t matter – no, not one
whit
His last thought while plummeting was probably “Oh Shit!”
