Odyssey: A Daily Odyssey through Homer’s The Odyssey
Aug 11, 2026 · 10 min · 7 segments
The tale reaches its limit, and night presses close. Memory gives way to judgment — not of the dead, but of the living who have listened. In *The Odyssey*, Book 11 concludes as Odysseus finishes…
Landon SolanoHost
But I cannot tell or name all the wives and daughters of the heroes that I saw, ere that the immortal night would wane.
Nay, it is even now time to sleep, whether I go to the swift ship to my company or abide here, and for my convoy you and the gods will care." So spake he, and a dead silence fell on all.
Then Arete of the white arms spake first among them, "Phaeacians, what think you of this man for comeliness and stature, and within for wisdom of heart? Moreover, he is my guest, though every one of you hath his share in this honor.
Wherefore haste not to send him hence, and stint not these your gifts for one that stands in such sore need of them, for ye have much treasure stored in your halls by the grace of the gods." Then too spake among them the old man, Lord Echeneus, that was an elder among the Phaeacians.
"Friends, behold, the speech of our wise queen is not wide of the mark, nor far from our deeming, so hearken ye thereto.
Howbeit let the stranger, for all his craving to return, nevertheless endure to abide until the morrow, till I make up the full measure of the gift.
And men shall care for his convoy, all men, but I in chief, for mine is the lordship in the land." Gah, reality jump scare.
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But I cannot tell or name all the wives and daughters of the heroes that I saw, ere that the immortal night would wane.
Nay, it is even now time to sleep, whether I go to the swift ship to my company or abide here, and for my convoy you and the gods will care." So spake he, and a dead silence fell on all.
Then Arete of the white arms spake first among them, "Phaeacians, what think you of this man for comeliness and stature, and within for wisdom of heart? Moreover, he is my guest, though every one of you hath his share in this honor.
Wherefore haste not to send him hence, and stint not these your gifts for one that stands in such sore need of them, for ye have much treasure stored in your halls by the grace of the gods." Then too spake among them the old man, Lord Echeneus, that was an elder among the Phaeacians.
"Friends, behold, the speech of our wise queen is not wide of the mark, nor far from our deeming, so hearken ye thereto.
Howbeit let the stranger, for all his craving to return, nevertheless endure to abide until the morrow, till I make up the full measure of the gift.
And men shall care for his convoy, all men, but I in chief, for mine is the lordship in the land." Gah, reality jump scare.
