THE SONG OF LILITH
When I last had a man,
I lost him in the infinite blackness of my hair.
He was holding on,
grasping with his greedy hands.
When he disappeared,
somewhere around my vast hips.
I had sung my siren-song
and he was gone.
In the beginning,
there was my face-off with God and Adam.
I refused to serve His will.
I refused to tend the Garden clad only in my hair.
I refused to bathe with the animals.
I refused to be put on my back.
Instead, I sleep with the demons.
I travel through mirrors.
Through night,
I fly with the screech owl and the bat,
and carry the bodies of babies
in my ragged fingers.
When I slip naked between your sheets,
beware that you do not lose your way.
Witch that I am,
I seduce your husbands.
I kill your newborns.
I drive your daughters into the night.
You accuse me of these witchcrafts,
(banished me from Eden
when I whispered His name,
from my heat into the balmy breeze).
So I live through others,
my insides are warm,
fiery to the touch.
I wed through adultery.
I conceive through murder.
I love as you forbid your daughters to do the same.
Sin is my life,
sin is my pathway to the world.
Does this mean I must be exorcised
through your pretty trinkets,
marvelous amulets.
The three angels can do nothing,
though I leave of my own free will.
I do relish my flight.
My creation of so much darkness to combat the glaring light.
Just look into my eyes.
Do you see me!
Do you see through me!
Do you see at all?
But I see you.
Just try to banish me again.
Just try to keep your loved ones away from me.
Just try to close the door to my cave.
The windows are your vanity,
your shame, your longings for purity in blood-covered bodies.
I came First!
I had the First Man!
I danced with the First Cause!
When I last had a man, I swallowed him whole
and he laughed with joy inside my belly.
LILITH
She pours him wine from the dregs, from the venom of vipers.
As soon as he drinks, he strays after her.
Seeing him stray from the path of truth,
she strips herself of all her finery that she dangled before that fool,
her adornments for seducing men.
Her hair all arranged, red as a rose,
her face white and red,
six trinkets dangling from her ears,
her bed covered with fabric from Egypt,
on her neck all the jewels of the East,
her mouth poised, a delicate opening,
what lovely trappings!
The tongue pointed like a sword,
her words smooth like oil,
her lips beautiful, red as a rose,
sweet with all the sweeetness of the world.
She is dressed in purple,
adorned with forty adornments minus one.
THE CHILDREN OF LILITH
Lilith's children are called lilim.
In the Targum Yerushalmi, the priestly blessing of Numbers becomes:
'The Lord bless thee in all thy doings, and preserve thee from the Lilim!'
The fourth-century A.D. commentator Hieronymus identified Lilith with the Greek Lamia, a Libyan queen deserted by Zeus,
whom his wife Hera robbed of her children. She took revenge by robbing other women of theirs.
The Lamiae, who seduced sleeping men, sucked their blood and ate their flesh, as Lilith and her fellow-demonesses did,
were also known as Empusae, 'forcers-in'; or Mormolyceia, 'frightening wolves'; and described as 'Children of Hecate'.
A Hellenistic relief shows a naked Lamia straddling a traveller asleep on his back.
It is characteristic of civilizations where women are treated as chattels that they must adopt the recumbent posture during intercourse, which Lilith refused.
That Greek witches who worshipped Hecate favoured the superior posture, we know from Apuleius; and it occurs in early Sumerian representations of the sexual act, though not in the Hittite.
Malinowski writes that Melanesian girls ridicule what they call `the missionary position', which demands that they should lie passive and recumbent.
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