a club, or staff, lay there along the fold— an olive tree, felled green and left to season for Cyclops' hand. And it was like a mast a lugger of twenty oars, broad in the beam— a deep-sea-going craft—might carry: so long, so big around, it seemed. Based on the epic simile, how should the reader picture the beam of wood Odysseus found in the cave?

"if we never experience the chill of a dark winter, it is very unlikely that we will ever cherish the warmth of a bright summer’s day. nothing stimulates our appetite for the simple joys of life more than the starvation caused by sadness or desperation. in order to complete our amazing life journey successfully, it is vital that we turn each and every dark tear into a pearl of wisdom, and find the blessing in every curse." anthon st. maarten, divine living: the essential guide to your true destiny. what does this quote mean to you? this isn't for anything in particular, i just wanted to know. : )