Homer’s Odyssey


I really like the mechanical nature of Homer. By this I mean how easily it is taken apart and understood, how it yields so much to analysis. I also like the serenity of the Homeric epics – what Nietzche  called the ‘Apolline dream state’. I’ve just finished the Calypso chapter, at the end of which is one of my favourite moments in the Odyssey: Odysseus makes it to the isle of Scherie, home of the Phaeacians, and, exhausted, finds a couple of bushes which act as a weather proof place to hide and sleep. There is an abundance of leaves out of which he makes a bed and falls into a deep sleep, safe and sound.

Here’s a poem about Homer I wrote recently.


By David Jordan


This elegant machinery:

All its mechanisms readily

Analysed and understood.


Like clockwork

This beautiful edifice,

This Apolline dream.


These names and their deeds

Are so far away

And yet close to home:

Immediate and clear

As Mediterranean air.

Achilles rejoining the Aecheans.

Odysseus reclaiming his home.

These names and their stories will last

As long as stories are told.




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