19 Second Device (Sandals and the theft of Apollo’s cattle) 65-96
His second device
Sandals and the theft of Apollo’s cattle
He went up to a lookout point,
out from the halls of his temple (aka. his crib)
—smoky-with-worshipper’s-incense— [65]
feverishly turning over a many-layered scheme in his mind.
It would be done like the man says:
to cloak their deeds and purpose
thieves skulk around unseen
under blanket of night’s darkest hours,
So, he waited until
Helios had sunk down in the sky
with his blazing chariot
and even the last sun rays of his horses,
had vanished in the West.
Then, up
in the opposite direction,
went Hermes
to Pieria.
–now fully cloaked in the shadow of night–.
He ascended quickly into the mountainous domain of the Muses. 70
There,
the elite among the gods
held their mooing wealth
in closely guarded cattle fields:
where the herd could snack
in a spectral meadow on ethereal grasses,
untouchable by mortal hands,
tasting pure and
summoning intoxicating desire
–like unmixed wine–
There,
The-not-yet-acknowledged-son-of-Zeus,
–earning his future title of watchdog-slayer–,
easily dealt with the canine guards
and stealthily brought out fifty cows from the herd,
despite their loud moos.
[Recall now a famous story:
to aid his father Zeus’ desire and steal a more famous cow,
henchman Hermes was able
to sneak past and kill
even that greatest of guardians and watchdogs:
Argus
the terrible monster
with many-eyes,
the watchdog-on-the-threshold–[1]]
Evading Pursuit
[Always thinking about the future,
the god had many tricks to evade a potential pursuit
on the way back to his hideout:]
First, Hermes drove the cattle
along the sandy coast, off-the-main-road. 75
–[though we now call him “Road-Guardian”,]–
But his second trick was better:
even what little remained of their tracks
seemed to go backwards:
heading back to Piera!
Observe how the craft of deception is never far from his mind:
he had made the cows step backwards
back hooves in front
front hooves in back,
while he continued to walk forwards.
The Invention of Sandals
[Even more deceit:]
The invention of the first strapped sandals–
he accomplished this one
while waking on the sandy shore
without even halting his journey!–
He wove together this marvelous craft
–previously unknown and unimaginable– 80
by
fingering the sexy bush of the tamarisk tree and
jerking off some vigorous shafts of myrtle as he walked by —
[sacred plants which now bind and entwine Aphrodite
to her eager lover Hermes, in their temple–].
Following the lead of their future bondage,
he entwined the green branches together
–by hand and spell —
into wide cradles
And then tied the result onto his feet,
fastened securely
to further ensure that his deceitful escape
was accomplished securely.
Tada! Now they were
officially and recognizably
sandals
—light-soled
(albeit not yet flight-soled)–
Though, it must be admitted that
there were still some petals and greenery attached.
They remained,
just as they had appeared
when they were still alive
just as they had appeared
before being plucked, in haste
by the famous Watchdog-slayer
Thus: sandals!
They ultimately served many purposes:
a deception
contrived to better conceal his getaway from Piera, and 85
a useful invention for all
the hard road and long journey were hard on his feet, and
a useful example of his trademarked improvisation
the haste necessitated quick modifications to his plans.
The Watcher at Onchestos (I)
[And these marvelous, deceitful crafts
confirm his reputation as
the most glorious thief,
impossible to notice!]
But he was noticed then
by a Watcher near death,
digging in his vineyard,
vines on the cusp of bloom.
It happened
when Hermes left the plains of Boetia, and
and passed into broad-grassy-fields
right when he crossed over the threshold of
Onchestos,
[where the son of Leto had once journeyed on his own rite of passage].
[where lies the famous grave of Poseidon]
The son of that famous and unignorable goddess:
Maia
was the first and leading god to enter conversation
with this Watcher (but not the last)
“Hey, geezer!
[What a sight this must be, huh?]
Anyway, I can see that you are really busy
digging around in all of your –
uhh, let’s be charitable– twisting, dead vines. 90
[… so I do not want to take too much of your time.]
Hey, you know…
you could get pretty drunk off these dead grapes
if you just happened to have an unexpected visit
from the luck-bringer (hint, hint)
and all these vines somehow came back to life.
[Just something to think about.]
[Anyway, totally unrelated –]
here’s a riddle I hope you can solve:
how can you be sightless,
even though you have seen something
(if you catch my drift)
and clueless,
despite having heard something
and speechless,
even though you could make a speech
which would be about things that are none of your business.
(and are not doing any harm to you or yours. Yet.)
[I hope we understand each other!”]
[Sing with me another famous story:
the sad tale of a lying farmer:
he swore to Hermes, he would not reveal
–to anyone, even Hermes himself–
that he had seen the trickster god
but when tested, broke his oath to the god
and received just punishment.]
With such bribes threats riddles exchanged,
the massive head of
massive-headed cattle
was herded by the tiny-headed baby
over mountains
— purple, bathed in evening’s waning shadow,
through grottos
— waking the sound of surprised animals, 95
over wide plains
— baby and cattle skimming over the tips of blooming flowers
All were crossed by him:
Hermes
demonstrating his (future) title of
traveler.
[1] This is all derived from Argephontes (Argus slayer? Or watchdog slayer?) There seems to be a joke here about killing the tortoise (almost parodic), a proleptic reference to Hermes’ future glory, an aspectual epithet (because he could sneak past Argus, he could sneak into the cattle pen here), as well as a reminder that the inevitable end of this poem has to be Hermes not only becoming the right arm of Zeus but indeed enabling his philandering