No other woman or goddess had so many deaths as Ariadne.
Ariadne closed her eyes so as never to have to see again either the god or the man who of their natures could do nothing more than appear or disappear. the men who by their nature only appear & disappear.

The girl, Kore, Persephone taking her throne - with her abduction, the game that had once been played out between one shape and another was now reduced to the mere alternation of appearance and disappearance.
From now on it was a question not only of accepting life in a single form but of accepting the certainty that that form would one day disappear without trace. Demeter's anger is the revolt against this new regime.
Hades imposed an absence on the earth, imposed a situation where every presence was now enveloped in a far greater cloak of absence.

Ariadne witnessed the disappearance. Kore is the disappearance.
Penelope waiting. sitting on a barstool, turning the pages of a newspaper (Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night, the girl's mother)

post-classic life... Being the last, Odysseus is closest to the life that will follow, a life never more to close in any cycle.
For Odysseus simulation must know no limits. Palamedes had demonstrated the existence of a truth behind the simulation, a truth of gesture. Odysseus responded by demonstrating the opposite: that the truest of gestures could be judged a perfect pretense.

Athena - everything about that little girl was sharp.
p225: Now Zeus felt the crown of his skull being scraped by Athena’s sharp javelin. Everything about that little girl was sharp: her eyes, her mind – now living in the mind of her father – the point of her helmet. Every female concavity was hidden away, like the reverse side of her shield... Now, he could see her too: she had climbed down to the ground and was walking away from her father. Turning her head in silent greeting, she was the only one who looked him in the eyes. Was it is his daughter he saw, or his own image gazing back at him?

Kore sees herself in her abductor's eye, discovers reflection, duplication...

Dionysus is not a useful god who helps weave or knot things together, but a god who loosens and unties. is the river we hear an incessant booming from far away then one day it rises and floods everything
as if the normal above water state of things, the sober delimitation of our existence - logic just a flap of Apollo's cloak - were but a brief parenthesis overwhelmed in an instant


notes on Calasso, Marriage of Cadmus and Harmony