During the course of the Odyssey, Athena runs a spiraling orbit
around
What
is her ultimate purpose for Odysseus, and why this long approach? The most practical answer is that she wants
to Odysseus to enjoy a successful journey home, and that the lengthy lead-up to
this process is simply preparing the stage for his grand entrance. As the last chapters have demonstrated, this
is a narrow view of a larger truth. For
Odysseus to return home, he must also return to himself, and that is far more
complicated than simply surviving the trip.
Even
after this long lead-up, we still must make two more stops: the first on
“Think: not one of the people whom he ruled
remembers Odysseus now, that godlike
man,
and kindly as a father to his
children.
Now
He’s left to pine on an island, racked
with grief
In the nymph Calypso’s house—she holds
him there by force.
He has no way to voyage home to his
own native land.” (B.5, 12-19)
This is a reasonably accurate
picture—although as we know, there are certainly a few Ithacans with vivid
memories of their king—and confirms to us that he is in a state of
bondage. This is a sorry set of affairs
for a hero. Being caught up by a woman
of magical properties is an undoubtedly shameful thing, as we can tell from the
underwhelming portraits of both Paris and Menelaus. Odysseus is no stranger to supernatural femmes fatales, having himself evaded
the clutches of both the monstrous sirens and the sorceress Circe. However, we know that his year with Circe
became a mutual affair only because of his ability to withstand her spells, an
accomplishment made possible by Hermes’ lucky intervention, and he only leaves
Circe’s arms at the insistence of his impatient crew. Death by the sirens he avoids explicitly
because of Circe’s knowing advice. (Even
then, he exempts himself from the protections he gives the crew in order to enjoy
their seductive voices.)
So
the trick is simply to have a trick,
to spring one safely from the female trap as soon as fulfillment has been
had. This is Odysseus’ tactic in just
about everything, tempting fate until the point of near-disaster, and then
relying on wit to deliver him. With
Calypso he has run aground. It takes the
persistence of Athena, the determination of Zeus, and the official presence of
Hermes to put him again in motion.
Calypso berates the hapless messenger for his trouble:
“So now at last, you gods, you train
your spite on me
for keeping a mortal man beside
me. The man I saved,
riding astride his keel-board, all
alone, when Zeus
with one hurl of a white-hot bolt had
crushed
his racing warship down the wine-dark
sea…
…And I welcomed him warmly, cherished
him, even vowed
to make the man immortal, ageless, all
his days...” (B.5, 143-151)
Calypso seems genuinely amazed that
a hero would be discontent with eternity on an isolated rock, kept company by a
lone nymph in an echoing cave. We can
see that even Hermes is anxious to return to cheerier society.
The
doomed unions she recounts are simply different examples of how ill-advised it
is to yank a mortal from his natural setting[1]. To be taken out of society is to be
dehumanized. This might be acceptable if
the human were to truly become a god and join the ranks of immortal society,
but in this situation he is inevitably a kept
lover, to be forever pressed against a glowing bosom. This is frank emasculation, and not to be
tolerated—certainly not by a hero. It
represents a total loss of identity, as the hero is one who exists as the greatest
exemplar of a man in society. No man,
and no society—no hero.
Before
we continue with the departure of Odysseus, Athena’s second plea to Zeus is
also worthy of another look. She
describes Odysseus’ plight rather accurately—her description is echoed and
embellished by our first actual glimpse of the man himself:
“The queenly nymph sought out the
great Odysseus—
the commands of Zeus still ringing in
her ears—
and found him there on the headland,
sitting, still,
weeping, his eyes never dry, his sweet
life flowing away
with the tears he wept for his foiled
journey home,
since the nymph no longer pleased …
all his days he’d sit on the rocks and
beaches,
wrenching his heart with sobs and
groans and anguish,
gazing out over the barren sea through
blinding tears.” (B.5, 165-175)
This narrative description hammers
home the depths of his isolation, and the melancholy that befalls him when his desire
for new experience and interest falters in the face of exhaustion and long
absence from home. The nymph no longer
pleases. Athena is not satisfied with
this portrait alone, and goes on to add:
“And now his dear son…they plot to
kill the boy
on his way back home. Yes, he has sailed off
for news of his father, to holy Pylos
first,
then out to the sunny hills of
This little bit of overbearing
results in a rebuke from Zeus:
“My child,” Zeus who marshals the
thunderheads replied,
“what nonsense you let slip through
your teeth. Come now,
wasn’t the plan your own? You conceived it yourself:
Odysseus shall return and pay the
traitors back.
Telemachus? Sail him home with all your skill—
The power is yours, no doubt—
Home to his native country all
unharmed
While the suitors limp to port,
defeated, baffled men.” (B.5, 24-31)
Immediately after this verbal
cuffing, however, he turns to Hermes and announces the following “fixed
decree”:
“Odysseus journeys
home—the exile must return.
But not in the convoy of
the gods or mortal men.
No, on a lashed,
makeshift raft and wrung with pains,
On the twentieth day he
will make his landfall, fertile Scheria,
The
Who with all their hearts
will prize him like a god
And send him off in a
ship to his own beloved land,
Giving him bronze and
hoards of gold and robes—
More plunder than he
could ever have won from
If Odysseus had returned
intact with his fair share.
So his destiny
ordains. He shall see his loved ones,
Reach his high-roofed
house, his native land at last.” (B.5,
35-46)
This is excellent news for Athena—her father has
formalized her own desires. But does
this rob Athena of her part in the plan in the Odyssey? It would leave her
responsible for the doings of Penelope and Telemachus, and she can still claim
ample credit for the simple groundwork of pushing Odysseus about, but the core
direction of it would seem to no longer be hers. The scenario in which Athena is little more
than her father’s clever underling seems much more likely in light of this
proclamation—it was all Zeus’ idea.
Here we return to the original problem with Athena’s identity. As we’ve already noted, Athena is her father’s idea, literally
springing from his head. If Zeus’ is the
hand pulling the thread, Athena bears good resemblance to the needle,
responsible for the real shape of the resulting pattern. Does this eliminate her agency? An understanding of how the ancient Hellenes
conceived of the relationship between will and execution, or between idea and
expression, would be useful, but would, by dearth of useful evidence, suffer
from quite a load of inference and speculation.
It would be unfair to try to extrapolate their notions from those of a
later thinker like Plato.
What
is clear is that Zeus wields the ultimate power of decision; his decree is a
guarantee of general outcome. It is not,
however, a guarantee of exact events.
Zeus expects Odysseus to make his landfall still clinging to his raft—instead
Poseidon upsets it, and Odysseus arrives on Phaeacia with no more than Ino’s
magic scarf to convey him. Furthermore, Zeus’ will is not
predetermined, as we can see from Athena’s healthy pestering. In general he is well acquainted with his
ultimate desires, but how and when those desires will see enactment bears more
in common to a coin toss than a stone tablet.
He knows that Odysseus will have to be brought home eventually, but it is
Athena who drives him to form a specific agenda, and Athena who crafts that
agenda to fit the specific circumstances of time, place, and character. The plan is, indeed, her own, because it is
planning which forms general will into specific action. When Athena brings up the plight of
Telemachus, she has not somehow ditzily forgotten her role in Telemachus’
current position: she’s forcing Zeus to
reassert her own role in the proceedings, and at the same time exert his own
clout where her authority might be thought suspect. Hermes is an official messenger. Athena is her own agent.
This
distraction set aside, we can go back to poor Odysseus, who by now has received
news of his release. His response is
visceral: “Long-enduring Odysseus
shuddered at that / and broke out in a sharp flight of protest.” (B.5, 190-1) Calypso responds with an airy amusement that seems
more than a little forced—“Ah, what a wicked man you are, and never at a loss.
/ What a thing to imagine, what a thing to say!” (B.5, 202-3) However, before providing him with materials
for escape, she makes one final attempt, making vague mention of the pains
before him and concluding with a bold-faced dig at Penelope:
“ ‘Hardly right, is it,
for mortal woman to rival
immortal goddess?
How, in build? In beauty?’
‘Ah great goddess,’
worldly Odysseus
answered, ‘don’t be angry with me,
please. All that you say is true, how well I know.
Look at my wise
Penelope. She falls far short of you,
Your beauty, your
stature. She is mortal after all
And you, you never age or
die…
Nevertheless I long—I
pine, all my days—
To travel home and see
the dawn of my return.’” (B.5, 234-243)
We can tell from these two interactions—both his
demanding an oath and his diplomatic response—that he is not all sobs and
desolation, but retains at least a slender portion of his natural
dodginess. What’s evident is a weary familiarity
with the caprice of the powerful, and the ineffectiveness of his gifts against
it. Odysseus in the mortal world was a
great captain, persuader, conceiver, and fighter—now the only power he wields
against Calypso is her own. He can only
bind her when she voluntarily consents to an oath, and this only because of
Olympian influence. All he can do
otherwise is observe and be acted upon by this great beauteous tyrant. Calypso,
as self-absorbed as always, fails to surmise that perhaps Penelope’s great
appeal lies in the simple nouns of mortality, her ability to be wife and mother as well as queenly and
lustrous. A mortal woman will act on Odysseus, but only
as one element of a larger landscape, where he has the tools necessary to
cultivate an individual existence.
Calypso is a landscape unto herself, and a selfish one. Even their lovemaking is an exercise in
nothing but her own enjoyment.
Athena
has a great of work to do, then, to reaccustom this nervous and disempowered
man to the world of human scale, where things will respond to his touch. The swiftness of his departure is
encouraging—he doesn’t sleep for paddling.
However, as Odysseus wearily recognizes, things never come to him so
easily, and Poseidon makes an inopportune return. Under the wild force of the breakers, Odysseus
bemoans one last time his lack of a social death—“A hero’s funeral then, my
glory spread by comrades—now what a wretched death I’m doomed to die!” (B.5,
344-5) before being submerged in the unfeeling sea. Here comes a lovely point of transition,
though: the appearance of the goddess Ino,
“a mortal woman once with human voice.”
For the first time since
Odysseus
is so trained towards suspicion that he cannot quite accept the help:
“…battle-weary Odysseus
weighed two courses,
deeply torn, proving his
fighting spirit: ‘Oh no—
I fear another immortal
weaves a snare to trap me,
Urging me to abandon
ship! I won’t. Not yet.”
(B.5, 391-4)
His flinchy reasoning is made moot by a thundering
wave, and he is forced into simultaneously discarding Calypso’s heavy gifts and
trusting in the earnestness of Ino’s.
When Poseidon threatens to overwhelm even this element of mercy, Athena
finally steps in, carving the breakers with the winds and drifting him towards
Phaeacia on softer tides. Facing with
the jagged rocks of shore, she inspires his timely grab at a promontory reef
and leads him to a quiet inlet. Here he
openly asks an immortal, the local
river god, for mercy:
“ ‘Hear me, lord, whoever
you are,
I’ve come to you, the
answer to all my prayers—
rescue me from the sea,
the Sea-lord’s curse!
Even immortal gods will show a man respect,
whatever wanderer seeks their help—like me—
I throw myself on your
mercy, on your current now—
I have suffered
greatly. Pity me, lord,
Your suppliant cries for
help!’” (B.5, 490-7, emphasis mine)
This is a wonderful leap of faith for a man who mere
days ago was demanding an oath when offered help. By holding off Poseidon, Athena allows Ino’s
gift to be its most effective, and by directing him to the inlet she brings him
directly to the threshold of another quiet benefactor. He has been twice openly blessed, and presumably
this prepares him to act in steadfast and trusting conjunction with Athena in
the days ahead. Odysseus’ first remedial
lesson is in how to receive help from the gods—as a grateful supplicant, not a
cagey prisoner. Nausicaa will later
comment that
“it’s Olympian Zeus
himself who hands our fortunes out,
to each of us in turn, to
the good and bad,
however Zeus prefers…
He gave you pain, it
seems. You simply have to bear it.” (B.6, 206-9)
This is not fatalism or even stoicism, it’s good sense
when it comes to the gods: don’t take
the bad fortune personally, but give thanks for the good.
Who’s responsible for this initial seed
of suspicion towards the gods, though?
Calypso is certainly more than enough to drive a man to bitterness, but
Calypso couldn’t have had such free reign over Odysseus if he had not been so
completely abandoned by Olympus. The
precedent was set not by her, but by Athena.
The Odyssey contains several
references to the “wrath of Athena” after the end of the Trojan War, which
caused the dispersal of the Achaean ships in the first place. Nestor gives the clearest description of this
falling-out:
“But then, once we’d
sacked King Priam’s craggy city,
Zeus contrived in his
heart a fatal homeward run
For all the Achaeans who
were fools, at least,
Dishonest, too, so many
met a disastrous end,
Thanks to the lethal rage
Of the mighty Father’s
daughter[2]. Eyes afire,
Athena set them feuding,
Atreus’ two sons…
[Agamemnon] meant to
detain us there and offer victims,
anything to appease
Athena’s dreadful wrath—
poor fool, he never
dreamed Athena would not comply.
The minds of everlasting
gods don’t change so quickly.” (B.3, 146-163)
The reasons for Athena’s wrath become more clear during
her discussion with Odysseus on his return to
[1] The
exception which will be certainly cited is that of Heracles, who after death
manages the impressive feat of being a shade in the Underworld as well as a god
on