The Creation of the Moon

Anonymous

Translated by W. S. Merwin
 
The man cut his throat and left his head there.
The others went to get it.
When they got there they put the head in a sack.
Farther on the head fell out onto the ground.
They put the head back in the sack.
Farther on the head fell out again.
Around the first sack they put a second one that
   was thicker.
But the head fell out just the same.
It should be explained that they were taking the head
   to show to the others.
They did not put the head back in the sack.
They left it in the middle of the road.
They went away.
They crossed the river.
But the head followed them.
They climbed up a tree full of fruit
to see whether it would go past.
The head stopped at the foot of the tree
and asked them for some fruit.
So the men shook the tree.
The head went to get the fruit.
Then it asked for some more.
So the men shook the tree
so that the fruit fell into the water.
The head said it couldn't get the fruit from there.
So the men threw the fruit a long way
to make the head go a long way to get it so they could go.
While the head was getting the fruit
the men got down from the tree and went on.
The head came back and looked at the tree
and didn't see anybody
so went on rolling down the road.
The men had stopped to wait
to see whether the head would follow them.
They saw the head come rolling.
They ran.
They got to their hut they told the others that the head
was rolling after them and to shut the door.
All the huts were closed tight.
When it got there the head commanded them to open the doors.
The owners would not open them because they were afraid.
So the head started to think what it would turn into.
If it turned into water they would drink it.
If it turned into earth they would walk on it.
If it turned into a house they would live in it.
If it turned into a steer they would kill it and eat it.
If it turned into a cow they would milk it.
If it turned into a bean they would cook it.
If it turned into the sun
When men were cold it would heat them.
If it turned into rain the grass would grow and the
   animals would crop it.
So it thought, and it said, "I will turn into the moon."
It called, "Open the doors, I want to get my things."
They would not open them.
The head cried. It called out, "At least give me
my two balls of twine."
They threw out the two balls of twine through a hole.
It took them and threw them into the sky.
It asked them to throw it a little stick too
to roll the thread around so it could climb up.
Then it said, "I can climb, I am going to the sky."
It started to climb.
The men opened the doors right away.
The head went on climbing.
The men shouted, "You going to the sky, head?"
It didn't answer.
As soon as it got to the Sun
it turned into the Moon.
Toward evening the Moon was white, it was beautiful.
And the men were surprised
to see that the head had turned into the Moon.
 
Original text by Anonymous Caxinua Amazon, translated by W. S. Merwin. From Selected Translations by W. S. Merwin. Copyright © 1968 by W. S. Merwin. Used by permission. All rights reserved.

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Adam Lay Ibounden by Anonymous
Adam lay ibounden
Eadwacer by Anonymous
To my people it's as though he gave them a sacrifice
Earth Took of Earth by Anonymous
Earth took of earth earth with ill
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 by Anonymous
To every thing there is a season
Hymn to Dionysos by Anonymous
O Insewn God--born from Zeus' thigh--
Lord Randall by Anonymous
"Oh where ha'e ye been, Lord Randall my son?
Old English riddle by Anonymous
My dress is silent when I tread the ground
The Cruel Mother by Anonymous
There was a lady dwelt in York
The Lady That Loved a Swine by Anonymous
There was a lady loved a swine
The maidens came by Anonymous
The maidens came
The Unquiet Grave by Anonymous
The wind doth blow today, my love


Further Reading

Poems about Creation
After Catullus
by Lisa Jarnot
Again, She Tells the First Story
by Barbara Jane Reyes
Creation
by Kendel Hippolyte
Creation Myths
by John Koethe
from genesis
by Laura Walker
On The Origins Of Things
by Troy Jollimore
The Creation
by James Weldon Johnson
Poems about the Moon
Anyway
by Richard Siken
Conversation Galante
by T.S. Eliot
If the Owl Calls Again
by John Haines
Lunar Paraphrase
by Wallace Stevens
Moonlight
by Sara Teasdale
Night Baseball
by Michael Blumenthal
The Harvest Moon
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Moon in Time Lapse
by David Rivard
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat
by Edward Lear
They Lived Enamoured of the Lovely Moon
by Trumbull Stickney
Untitled [and the moon once it stopped was sleeping]
by Erika Meitner