DO YOU RECALL, PENELOPE?

 Twenty years, twenty years

of freedom of a sort, and

the man comes back, if

he is the same man (so

hard to know after twenty

years). The weaving is

done, the patient suitors

are dead, the long-delayed

decision made for you.

There he is, back (or

perhaps for the first time

here), the man who

calls himself Ulysses.

He claims to recall it

all, he wants to continue

where it ended, twenty

years ago. Do you

recall that time, gone

twenty years, your

girlhood and the man

who sired one child, and

left, Penelope? The man

heard for ten years and

then ten years lost?

On the shores of Ithaca,

do you recall, Penelope,

do you recall the twenty

years you had?

24.03.2024

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