Thrilling new versions of Greek myths pulse with queer desire and feminist fury
- Written by: Rachael Mead, Fellow, J.M. Coetzee Centre, University of Adelaide
Stories from the ancient past are enjoying a literary renaissance. Classicist, broadcaster and comedian Natalie Haynes stands out for her ability to straddle scholarship and storytelling. The international success of her classical fiction and nonfiction speaks to readers’ fascination with examinations of myth and contemporary retellings that peel away centuries of cultural, gender and identity bias.
And in a thrilling entry into the ever-evolving genre of mythological retellings, Australian writer, actor and trans/queer advocate Zoe Terakes revisits five ancient tales through a defiantly queer lens, in their debut short-story collection, Eros: Queer Myths for Lovers.
Review: No Friend to This House – Natalie Haynes (Pan Macmillan); Eros: Queer Myths for Lovers – Zoe Terkaes (Hachette)
These two books interrogate the myths of the ancient world, stripping away centuries of patriarchal and heterosexual assumptions about the definition of heroism. Familiar stories are told from new perspectives.
In her fifth novel, No Friend to This House, Haynes continues her mission to wrest the focus of ancient Greek myth away from the male hero.
This time, she turns to one of antiquity’s most enduring tales: Jason’s quest for the Golden Fleece. Apollonius of Rhodes’ book Argonautica is often used as the historical source for the story of Jason, leader of the Argonauts, and Medea, the sorceress who helped him take the Golden Fleece from her father – then married him. But Haynes widens the frame, in narrative voice and scope.
Medea is not exonerated
Her broader project is to reexamine these stories and strip away centuries of accumulated bias – across both fiction and nonfiction. Given Haynes’ feminist lens, it would be easy to assume she might apologise for Medea’s crimes. Instead, she offers a complex portrait.
Medea is not exonerated. She is rendered in full: daughter to a tyrannical father, refugee, magic-user – and a political strategist keenly aware of her power and vulnerability. By giving voice to Medea and the women around her, Haynes exposes Jason’s unheroic actions in the years following the quest – such as taking another wife while still married to Medea, threatening to take the children and render her homeless. Yet she equally scrutinises Medea and her choices.
The result is not an attempt to justify Medea’s actions, but an exploration of how a person – flawed, furious, capable of the unimaginable – might still be profoundly human.
Extending the story and handing it to so many voices creates a challenge in maintaining narrative tension. But the resulting chorus is consistently fascinating, and the cast list in the front of the book proves invaluable for situating the more obscure players. For readers drawn to Medea – the dark magnet at the heart of this story – her delayed arrival, a third of the way into the tale, might feel like a long wait. But the voices who lead us there bristle with more than enough anger, betrayal and conflict to drive it in the meantime.
No Friend to This House is another sharp feminist reclamation from Haynes. The novel dismantles the heroic epic and engages with ancient sources in ways that are witty, yet grounded in the emotional heft of this tragedy. It is Haynes’ most challenging (arguably, her most controversial) subject. But it is also one of her most successful – less a retelling than a dismantling of Jason’s legend. It rebuilds the myth through the voices of those left in the margins.
Queer myths for lovers
In Eros: Queer Myths for Lovers, Zoe Terakes mines their Cretan ancestry and trans experience to centre identities long pushed to the margins of the mythological record. They refuse both the heterosexual straightening and the hero worship that have fossilised these stories over the centuries.
Zoe Terakes.
Zoe Terakes
Terakes’ myths range from the canonical to the unexpected. The opening story reimagines the love between Iphis – born female, raised and disguised as male (to avoid being killed by their father) – and childhood friend Ianthe, praised for “her unequalled beauty”.
The story, familiar to many from Ovid’s Metamorphoses, is sharpened into something far more visceral and urgent. Told from Iphis’ perspective, Terakes reframes the tale as a narrative of trans masculinity, stripping back centuries of sentimentality to reveal a character wrestling with their hidden identity.
In the second story, Icarus, who flew too close to the sun with wax and feather wings, is freed from his conventional role in the cautionary tale about arrogance. His story is reimagined as a study of homoerotic longing between a mortal youth and a god.
The third piece is set in the contemporary underworld. Eurydice, whose husband Orpheus famously tried to bring her back from the dead, is recast by Terakes as a dissatisfied girlfriend who uses her death to break free from her traditional passive fate and claim agency during her time in the afterlife.
And in the final two stories, the location migrates from ancient Crete to late 20th-century Australia. Terakes again takes fascinating liberties with myth.
They twist the myth of Artemis, goddess of wild animals and the hunt, and the nymph Kallisto, tricked into sleeping with Zeus and turned into a she-bear as a result. Artemis and Kallisto’s relationship plays out in a fantastical tale of migration and family loyalty that veers from a magical Cretan setting to a sweaty Northern Rivers abode, both revolving around a Zeus-like father-figure raised by a goat.
Hermaphroditus, a youth who in myth became both male and female due to the unrequited passion of an enamoured nymph, experiences the shock of transformation in the humid, neon-lit underworld of King’s Cross.
Hermaphroditus (left)
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Like Haynes, Terakes writes with a keen awareness of the centuries of scholarly varnish applied to the mythological record by classicists who are overwhelmingly white, male and (at least presenting as) heterosexual. This varnish has obscured, minimised or erased queer identities. Of course, queer love, much like other minority perspectives, has always existed: Terakes re-examines these stories through a queer lens as an act of reclamation – a restoration, rather than invention.
Since Madeline Miller’s wildly successful The Song of Achilles (2011) opened the door for queer love in the mythological retelling genre, these stories have increasingly honoured – and at times amplified – non-heterosexual voices. Terakes extends this project with authority.
As a trans man and prominent queer advocate, they write these characters with a confidence that is intimate, visceral and boldly political.
Sweaty, urgent, sensual and raw
One of the many pleasures of reading ancient literature is the sense of emotional connection it offers to lives from the deep past – the recognition those who lived millennia before us loved, grieved and yearned with the same ferocity we do.
Terakes pushes this identification even further, slipping readers not only into the emotional lives of these characters, but into their erotic ones too. These first-person narratives are intensely embodied – sweaty, urgent, sensual and raw – capturing not just the lust and longing, but the comedown after it.
Terakes’ writing style slides between the mythic and the modern. In the story of Icarus and Apollo, they show us Icarus’ first glimpse of the minotaur:
And there he saw it. Steaming with unnatural heat. Hot out of hell. The bull. Bloodied pearlescent horns mounted its large, bovine head. Its eyes were tunnels, a kind of black that didn’t occur in nature. They were the colour of death – impenetrable, unendurable.
But soon, the writing switches from this epic tone to the vernacular. The Cretan queen confesses to bestiality, spitting: “I fucked him […] And it was wonderful.”
The pieces set in the contemporary world weave in commentary on the migrant experience and Australian racism. It’s unusual, but not jarring, in a collection that deftly straddles millennia. Terakes’ insistence on bringing queer sexualities into mainstream literature feels not just important, but vital.
The explicit eroticism of these stories may not be to the taste of all readers – but its presence within a genre committed to amplifying marginalised voices is essential. These myths always had desire at their core. Terakes is simply restoring identities that heteronormative scholarship had erased.
Authors: Rachael Mead, Fellow, J.M. Coetzee Centre, University of Adelaide
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