A review by looney_moons
Circe by Madeline Miller

5.0

'Odysseus, son of Laertes, you have been hard-pressed. You are dry as leaves in winter. But there is harbour here.'
Listen.
This is a testament not only to womanhood, in whichever shape that may be for you, but to standing your ground, to grow into yourself, to become secure and safe in the unknowing. Circe might've lived for centuries, but for us mere mortals, reading three hundred and something pages, it feels like just a normal lifetime; whilst what happens to Circe takes place several years, decades even, apart, they could just as well be happening in a single, mortal, lifetime. Circe might've been a witch, but this book is so inherently a testament to humanity, and what that means.

Was it [b:The Song of Achilles|11250317|The Song of Achilles|Madeline Miller|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1331154660l/11250317._SX50_.jpg|16176791]? no. of course it wasn't. but it was something else, and that something so deeply resonated with me. Circe, the book, became to me what Aiaia was to Odysseus. to Penelope. to Circe herself. it became a harbour. what a beautifully written book, what a phenomenal retelling, what an empowering piece of literature. highly recommend.