Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth

In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.

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And there's the mystery:

that down the long years

all manner of men have worn it,

yet somehow, in the end,

it's always him.


They say,

you don't just wear the mask;

they say,

the mask wears you.


The Dorset ooser (rhymes with "bosser") disappeared some time after 1897 and has not been seen publicly since. Old Craft scuttlebutt would have it that it is now in the keeping of an old Witch family.

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Poet, scholar and storyteller Steven Posch was raised in the hardwood forests of western Pennsylvania by white-tailed deer. (That's the story, anyway.) He emigrated to Paganistan in 1979 and by sheer dint of personality has become one of Lake Country's foremost men-in-black. He is current keeper of the Minnesota Ooser.
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