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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Three Witches

I was catching up with two old friends after the big Beltane.

X was talking. Her husband this, her daughter that. Family, family, blah blah blah.

Gods, I thought, X has really turned into a family bore.

Then it was Y's turn. Her dog this, canine rescue that. Dogs, dogs, blah blah blah.

Gods, I thought, Y has really turned into a dog bore.

Then it was my turn. Grand Sabbat this, Robert Cochrane that. Witchcraft, witchcraft, blah blah blah.


Gods, I thought, I've really turned into a witchcraft bore.

I chuckled inside, pondering the mysterious ways of friendship.

If you can't be a bore among friends, then when?












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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.


  • Aline "Macha" O'Brien
    Aline "Macha" O'Brien Tuesday, 12 May 2015

    I can see this, I can hear it, it's like I'm there.

  • Aline "Macha" O'Brien
    Aline "Macha" O'Brien Tuesday, 12 May 2015

    I can see it. I can hear it. It's like I was there. xo

  • Steven Posch
    Steven Posch Wednesday, 13 May 2015

    "And you...and you...and you were there!"

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