“My quiet Penelope - how well I know - would seem a shade before your majesty, death and old age being unknown to you, while she must die. Yet, it is time, each day I long for home.”
Wendell Berry writes - “Odysseus’ journey from the cave of Kalypso to the bed of Penelope is at once geographical and moral.”
Odysseus doesn’t have to - he wants to - go home. Such a journey is not just matter of course. It requires that he willfully redirect his ship away from whatever creaturely comfort might be found beyond his marriage. It requires that he throw caution to the wind and head home to Penelope, for whom his heart truly longs.