204 words
Agent Provocateur
Courage? Beware of those who show no fear,
Those who do not grow pale as dangers near,
Those seemingly valiant folk who do
Not share in anxious concerns with you:
There is something wrong with them. They appear
Unconquerable, yes, but to be here
At this time and not be scared? That’s not true
Courage. Beware. (more…)
1,038 words
Christina Finlayson Taylor
Villanelles and Varia: Selected Poems 2004-2010
(revised and expanded edition)
West Union, West Virginia: The Red Salon, 2016
Contemporary poetry books are one of two sorts: they are part of the mass media po-biz machine, soaked in processed agenda and dripping with carefully honed correct thought . . . or they are not. Either way, very few of them are actually what you would describe as delightful. (more…)
233 words
El/Ella
“. . . the dance of Him and Her seeking and losing each other throughout infinity . . .” — Miguel Serrano
Always is a long time. Even so I
Can promise you that I will love you for
All of it — every second of it. (more…)
Luděk Marold (1865-1898), Allegory with a Woman
340 words
We Must No Longer Wait For Heroes
There’s a certain school of thought that says that
Now that we’ve embraced diversity, we
Cannot be rid of it, no, no matter what
A hellish mistake it’s turned out to be
We must put up with it, endure it, take
It as a given for the rest of all
Eternity, or at least — for the sake
Of accuracy — until we shall fall,
Like all civilizations fall. (more…)
Vincent Van Gough, Peasant Woman Binding Sheaves, after Millet, 1889
3,557 words
Women today are defined though the agencies of one non-desirable camp or the other. Frankly, the liberal and the oppressed camps are equally repellent. Either women “are” hairy-armpit-proud man-hating leftist-agenda queers who welcome diversity, godless paganism (if you’ve ever been to a goddess circle you understand what I mean by godless) espousing only womyn-power focused gender politics — OR women “are” soft-headed Republican sweet cheeks who get their nails done, support our troops, knit hats for premature babies, eat too much chocolate once a month, and have no brains for real politics, (more…)
229 words
Wandervogel . . . Nicht Mehr
Rhineland 1946
We are going to die here. Not soldiers but
Prisoners of war now, held where snow turned sleet
Hits down to our bones. The cold makes us shut
Our eyes against losing too much body heat.
We are the animals? We who live like
This: so frozen, so hungry every day
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379 words
Surrender
Surrender? There is no surrendering
For us. It might look like it to you, but
Know that for us this is neverending,
This battle for the soul of the world. What
You think of us is of no concern to
Us, think us vanquished, or beaten, think that
We are no longer a threat to you who
Would place a boot upon on our necks. Catch at
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1,060 words
Paul Waggener
On Magic: A No-Bullshit Primer on Working the Will
Lynchburg,Virginia: Operation Werewolf: 2015 (e book)
There are very few writings that deal with genuine magic in a straightforward way. Hocus-pocus, if you will, permeates every aspect of magical instruction—from the mainstream Law of Attraction books to Esoteric Runology tomes based upon initiatory occultism. (more…)
2,284 words
Margaret Alice Murray
The Witch-Cult in Western Europe
Lisbon: Portuguese Institute of Higher Studies in Geopolitics and Auxiliary Sciences, 2015
Seeing as Halloween (Sam Hain, Winter Nights, call it what you will) is upon us, I feel that it is the perfect time to review a book that has been a standard[1] of the Craft since its original publication in 1921. There are — honestly — dozens of reprints of The Witch Cult in Western Europe out there. (more…)
3,865 words
Paul Christensen
The Heretic Emperor
Charleston: CreateSpace, 2015
“To penetrate the mystery that was Maximillian Scarlotti, we have been forced to draw testimony from a wide disharmony of sources. After absorbing these discrepit portrayals, the reader will be better positioned to understand how disaster unfolded. Those who have ears, let them hear.”
459 words
Lucem sequimur
“Until that day of awakening, it is up to us to keep faith” — Colin Jordan
And now the grey clouds come, and with them cold
Grey days followed by cold grey years. Our sun
Is gone. Our spirit, our people, our bold
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Peter Paul Rubens,
Satyr and Maid with Fruit Basket, 1615
233 words
Φαυνος*
Nature clutches at shanks, rips tender skin,
Pulls and swipes and trips up the unwary
Who wander too deeply to find ways in
To places undiscovered. Thick burry
Weeds, brambled vines, branches hung with poison
Thorns, leaves that sting and stalks that cut across
Like whips all lie in patient wait for them
Who would explore the pathless woods because
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