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Mythology-Odysseus now


We are surrounded by names,

Names created by us, names reflecting our memories, our stories

Names never fade away, names always reflect something we try to remember

We have created a world where words and names are everywhere and where their meaning is overwhelming

In these words, ancient mythology remains

Memorized and passed on to younger generations, these myths were loved, feared, or both, by many people

They inspired, they told stories of wonderful heroes and heroines

They taught us lessons and we lost ourselves in their wonders,

Now wherever we go, we see the remakes of myths, we see the names of these brave adventurers, gods, fighters and lovers 

Don’t believe me? Just look up to the sky and you will find Andromeda tied to a rock by her parents awaiting her horrific fate, the constellation of Hercules placed there by Zeus who wanted to honor his son, and the Great Pegasus, which is floating both above our planet and in the minds of sleeping children. 

Myths, not only tell wonderful stories of imaginary worlds, but they also reflect our everyday struggles, accomplishments, and emotions and teach lessons that could be applied to our own lives. 

 

Calypso woke up thinking about the weird dream she just had 

Studying ancient mythology in college might not have been right.

Her desk was piled with notebooks and textbooks

She has been studying mythology all night.

She wondered where Odysseus was now, just like every other morning, he was in her thoughts He had a wife, she knew, her obsession caused fright.

 

Odysseus was on his way home

After traveling around the country, he earned enough money and finished college 

He was now able to go home to his native state, Florida

He was guided by his aunt, Athena

She tried to help him out with his education and job and gave him advice

He was on the train now

He thought about all the different turns his life has taken in the past couple of years, the price -

Being separated from his wife and child, no doubt

The worst hardship he had to face

The train rumbled through the grey city, the sea visible from behind the buildings

Odysseus involuntarily remembered how he sailed the ocean with his friends in the navy

Many of them do not have the chance of coming home like he does

Turning his gaze from the window,

Odysseus unlocked his phone and opened a picture of his family

 

Soon he would see them

Soon he would be home

 
Poem by Alexandra Novikova
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