For ten years Penelope weaves her tapestry daily, unpicking it nightly, while Odysseus, tossed by tide and fortune, struggles to reach home. Landing, he slaughters her besieging suitors. She’s furious. “Where have you been?” Bristling, he retorts, “Haven’t you finished that darned tapestry yet?” It’s like he’s never been away. Viv Burgess is finding the … Continue reading VIV BURGESS: A Sense of Homer
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