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1.1.9 Calypso's Dream
Back on the shores of Ogygia,
Calypso sat at the edge of the waves on the
striking white sand, and wept for Odysseus—
her only companion on her lustrous but barren
island. Now once again,
Calypso was alone…her heart sagged as she wept
for her one and true companion.
After weeping for some time, the majestic nymph,
Calypso put her head down on the striking white sand
and fell asleep as the waves 10
gently caressed her face as she lay there.
In her deep slumber,
her mind drifted back to the time when she was
again alone---before Odysseus had even arrived.
She would walk back and forth along the lustrous
shores of her spectacular island, as she walked
her feet dug into the striking white sand and--
her fingers picked the ripe grapes from the trees
and gently placed them in her mouth. On the
entire island, Calypso had absolutely everything 20
yet on the island full of many different and exotic
things, her heart still lay barren in her body.
The majestic nymph always felt a void within
herself and came to discover that the void in her
life was a companion.
As all other days,
the majestic nymph awoke to the glazing sun upon
her back. Later in that day, she took her walk along
the glamorous beach and suddenly spotted something
on her shore: a man. Upon approaching him she 30
recognized the man as the god-like mortal, Odysseus.
As he lay in his deep slumber the majestic nymph carried
the gigantic man to her house. She placed him on
a soft and plushy bed where he slept for days.
Upon his awakening a sudden tension rises within the air
and when he begins questioning the majestic nymph,
Calypso of who she is, the anxiety and frightfulness
can be heard in his voice as he finds out who his
captor is. Once he learns of her nature, the majestic
nymph bathes Odysseus in the clean and aromic waters 40
of the shore. She serves him dinner on golden plates
and pours him wine to drink from the finest crystal glass.
Yet for Odysseus, this gracious hospitality was not
enough for he knew that any moment the majestic
nymph could turn on him like others have.
And although he appreciated her kindness his thoughts
ventured off as to where his crew was and did they
die a horrible death or are they on some other island,
cast off like himself? Then the thought of never being
able to return to his family surfaced in his mind and he 50
could not contemplate what a life like that would be like.
At any point,
the majestic nymph could have sailed Odysseus straight
back home to Odysseus, but she refused to do so.
And she witnessed his agony day after day as she
spell bound him to her and her luxurious island. But
the thought of letting him go never arose because for
once in her life, the majestic nymphs heart has
been lifted and her barren heart had been filled.
To lose him now, would mean to give up a 60
wondrous life the two could have together.
And so,
the majestic nymph keeps Odysseus close
to make sure the warrior never leaves her side.
She prepares Odysseus grand meals of the
finest boars on the island, and he feasts at every
meal. She cooks for him fine soups and elegant deserts.
Never once in his entire journey did Odysseus
feast his eyes on such splendid food. She sews
for him the finest of silks to make clothes that gently 70
flow over his strong body. Night after night she
lured Odysseus to her room, to share
her bed. Day after day she draped him with clothes,
food and love---but he never thanked her for her kindness.
Every morning Calypso would lie in her bed with a
heavy heart for the man beside her did not love her
as she loved him.
At times it seemed to her, that he truly did love her
back. His eyes would fill with passion and he would
begin to talk, 80
"You are more beautiful than I have ever imagined.
You bring joy to my heart; your very sight mesmerizes
me and keeps me wanting more. Oh my lovely one,
my beautiful--Penelope."
At the sound,
of her name once again the majestic nymphs heart
would slowly sink. She tried every possible way
to persuade Odysseus to love her.
But the feelings never surfaced within him and left
Calypso discouraged day after day. And the more— 90
discouraged she became the more stubborn her heart
became by not allowing Odysseus to leave.
For in some way, at some point she believed that he
would fall in love with her, therefore she did not
allow him to leave her island, for other women
might claim his heart before she left her mark.
Some days she would find,
that Odysseus had gone from his bed at night.
She would stare at him through the tall doors and
ponder what he was doing staring at the dark 100
abyss of the ocean.
He would sit and cry for hours---and upon his return,
no comfort the majestic nymph could give, would
soothe the mans aching heart.
Calypso then awoke,
her face covered with sand,
she slowly lifted herself back to her feet and
lingered back to the house. She would sleep
and in the morning she would rise and weep for
Odysseus once more. 110
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1.1.9 Calypso's Dream
Back on the shores of Ogygia,
Calypso sat at the edge of the waves on the
striking white sand, and wept for Odysseus—
her only companion on her lustrous but barren
island. Now once again,
Calypso was alone…her heart sagged as she wept
for her one and true companion.
After weeping for some time, the majestic nymph,
Calypso put her head down on the striking white sand
and fell asleep as the waves 10
gently caressed her face as she lay there.
In her deep slumber,
her mind drifted back to the time when she was
again alone---before Odysseus had even arrived.
She would walk back and forth along the lustrous
shores of her spectacular island, as she walked
her feet dug into the striking white sand and--
her fingers picked the ripe grapes from the trees
and gently placed them in her mouth. On the
entire island, Calypso had absolutely everything 20
yet on the island full of many different and exotic
things, her heart still lay barren in her body.
The majestic nymph always felt a void within
herself and came to discover that the void in her
life was a companion.
As all other days,
the majestic nymph awoke to the glazing sun upon
her back. Later in that day, she took her walk along
the glamorous beach and suddenly spotted something
on her shore: a man. Upon approaching him she 30
recognized the man as the god-like mortal, Odysseus.
As he lay in his deep slumber the majestic nymph carried
the gigantic man to her house. She placed him on
a soft and plushy bed where he slept for days.
Upon his awakening a sudden tension rises within the air
and when he begins questioning the majestic nymph,
Calypso of who she is, the anxiety and frightfulness
can be heard in his voice as he finds out who his
captor is. Once he learns of her nature, the majestic
nymph bathes Odysseus in the clean and aromic waters 40
of the shore. She serves him dinner on golden plates
and pours him wine to drink from the finest crystal glass.
Yet for Odysseus, this gracious hospitality was not
enough for he knew that any moment the majestic
nymph could turn on him like others have.
And although he appreciated her kindness his thoughts
ventured off as to where his crew was and did they
die a horrible death or are they on some other island,
cast off like himself? Then the thought of never being
able to return to his family surfaced in his mind and he 50
could not contemplate what a life like that would be like.
At any point,
the majestic nymph could have sailed Odysseus straight
back home to Odysseus, but she refused to do so.
And she witnessed his agony day after day as she
spell bound him to her and her luxurious island. But
the thought of letting him go never arose because for
once in her life, the majestic nymphs heart has
been lifted and her barren heart had been filled.
To lose him now, would mean to give up a 60
wondrous life the two could have together.
And so,
the majestic nymph keeps Odysseus close
to make sure the warrior never leaves her side.
She prepares Odysseus grand meals of the
finest boars on the island, and he feasts at every
meal. She cooks for him fine soups and elegant deserts.
Never once in his entire journey did Odysseus
feast his eyes on such splendid food. She sews
for him the finest of silks to make clothes that gently 70
flow over his strong body. Night after night she
lured Odysseus to her room, to share
her bed. Day after day she draped him with clothes,
food and love---but he never thanked her for her kindness.
Every morning Calypso would lie in her bed with a
heavy heart for the man beside her did not love her
as she loved him.
At times it seemed to her, that he truly did love her
back. His eyes would fill with passion and he would
begin to talk, 80
"You are more beautiful than I have ever imagined.
You bring joy to my heart; your very sight mesmerizes
me and keeps me wanting more. Oh my lovely one,
my beautiful--Penelope."
At the sound,
of her name once again the majestic nymphs heart
would slowly sink. She tried every possible way
to persuade Odysseus to love her.
But the feelings never surfaced within him and left
Calypso discouraged day after day. And the more— 90
discouraged she became the more stubborn her heart
became by not allowing Odysseus to leave.
For in some way, at some point she believed that he
would fall in love with her, therefore she did not
allow him to leave her island, for other women
might claim his heart before she left her mark.
Some days she would find,
that Odysseus had gone from his bed at night.
She would stare at him through the tall doors and
ponder what he was doing staring at the dark 100
abyss of the ocean.
He would sit and cry for hours---and upon his return,
no comfort the majestic nymph could give, would
soothe the mans aching heart.
Calypso then awoke,
her face covered with sand,
she slowly lifted herself back to her feet and
lingered back to the house. She would sleep
and in the morning she would rise and weep for
Odysseus once more. 110