Strange woman


So she caught him, and kissed him, and with an impudent face she said to him,

‘Come! I have peace offerings with me….it is you I sought and now I’ve found. I have decked my bed with coverings of tapestry, with carved works and fine linen. See, I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes and cinnamon.

Come! Let us take our fill of love till the morning, let us solace ourselves with loves, for my husband is not at home, but has gone out on a long journey and will not be back soon.’

With her fair speech she caused him to yield, with flattering lips she compelled him, like droppings of a honeycomb her words were sweet, and her words were smoother than oil.

And yield he did.
like an ox to the slaughter, he yielded.
like a bird to a snare, yielded he.
like a fool to the stocks, did he yield.
as a rat to a set trap.

And down did he go, to a place of no return.
(for her house is the way to hell…)

Ifekleva ’13.