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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Tanya, Two Ways

Goreyesque # 1

A certain young person named Tanya,

exploring the wilds of España,

while fording the river

she called "Gwoddle Quiver,"

was devoured by a school of piranha.


Goreyesque # 2

A certain young person named Tanya,

exploring the wilds of España

in the footsteps of Hannibal,

through the Valley of Cannibals,

was transformed to a pan of lasagna.

Edward Gorey

February 22, 1925 - April 15, 2000

In Memoriam



No, I'm not picking on anyone named Tanya in particular. Really, it's all about the rhyme.

On this Lammas Eve, as the harvest begins, we contemplate the mysteries of eating, and being eaten.



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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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