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born: 2286 b.c.

died: 2251 b.c.

enheduanna was the first female poet ever to be named, as well as the sumerian high priestess of nanna (mesopotamian god of the moon). she wrote many hymns that eventually inspired psalms of the bible, many of which were about inanna (the goddess of love, war, and fertility). she fell in love with inanna, despite the fact her devotion was meant for nanna.

"Lament to the Spirit of War"

You hack down everything you see, War God!

Rising on fearsome wings
you rush to destroy the land,
descending like a raging storm,
howling like a hurricane,
screaming like a tempest,
thundering, raging, ranting, drumming,
whiplashing whirlwinds!

Men falter at your approaching footsteps.

Tortured dirges scream
on your lyre of despair.

Like a fiery Salamander you poison the land:
growling over the earth like thunder,
vegetation collapsing before you,
blood gushing down mountainsides.

Spirit of hatred, greed and vengeance!

Dominatrix of heaven and earth!

Your ferocious fire consumes our land.

Whipping your stallion
with furious commands,
you decide our fate.

You triumph over all human rites and prayers.

Who can explain your tirade,
why you go on so?

"Prayer to Inanna"

Queen of all the ME, Radiant Light,

Life-giving Woman, beloved of An (and) Urash,

Hierodule of An, much bejeweled,

Who loves the life-giving tiara, fit for High Priestesshood,

Who grasps in (her) hand, the seven ME,

My Queen, you who are the Guardian of All the Great ME,

You have lifted the ME, have tied the ME to Your hands,

Have gathered the ME, pressed the ME to Your breast.

You have filled the land with venom, like a dragon.

Vegetation ceases, when You thunder like Ishkur,

You who bring down the Flood from the mountain,

Supreme One, who are the Inanna of Heaven (and) Earth,

Who rain flaming fire over the land,

Who have been given the me by An,

Queen Who Rides the Beasts,

Who at the holy command of An, utters the (divine) words,

Who can fathom Your great rites!

Destroyer of the Foreign Lands,

You have given wings to the storm,

Beloved of Enlil - You made it (the storm) blow over the land,

You carried out the instructions of An.

My Queen,

the foreign lands cower at Your cry,

In dread (and) fear of the South Wind, mankind

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