This book review was written as part of a series for the Oregon Council of Teachers of English in Spring 2021.
Circe (2018) by Madeline Miller
If it were up to Homer, most of us would only know the most recycled and frankly tired version of the goddess Circe: Odysseus arrives on her island, discovers her penchant for porcine curses, seduces her, then accepts her invitation to stay.
Madeline Miller’s Circe gives new voice to an ancient character, offering a complex and vivid portrayal of a woman denied her full glory in the classical canon. This novel of mythological realism is the latest rebuke to millenia of male authorship that relegates Circe to a secondary player whose main purpose is service to plundering men.
Cover design: Will Staehle Daughter of Helios and naiad Perse, lesser nymph Circe is both an outsider in the world of gods and within her own family. She has little appetite for the gods’ economy of cruelty and “the great chain of fear” upon which their power depends. She is disgraced and then exiled for her early, pride-fueled experiments with herbs and magic; these transgressions are the catalyst for her transformation.
The “Mistress of Beasts” is paradoxical in multiple ways: she finds her first true freedom in her confinement to Aiaia and searches for her place within the tangled cosmogony of gods and mortals as “the dread goddess who speaks in human tongues.” A self-sufficient and sometimes lonely single mother who is both emboldened and haunted by the consequences of her gifts, she doles out divine justice to ship after ship of unwelcome sailors who regard women as “an endless feast laid out upon a table, beautiful and renewing. And so very bad at getting away.”
When the tension of her choices reaches a climax, Circe thinks, “I cannot bear this world a moment longer.” She gets her answer: “Then, child, make another.”
Thankfully, Madeline Miller does that for the story of Circe, and for us.
