I was borne along by rough deadly winds On the fish infested sea. Then on the tenth Our squadron reached the land of the Lotus-eaters, People who eat the lotus, mellow fruit and flower. We disembarked on the coast, drew water there And crewman snatched a meal by the swift ships. Once we had ourContinue reading “Circe and the Cyclops: In the Land of the Lotus-Eaters (Homer)”
