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.
9th-Century Irish Samhain Poem
I have news
stag calls
winter snow
summer's gone
cold wind, high
sun low
short his track
seas heavy
ferns red
their form fled
wild geese cry
their usual cry
cold grips
birds' wings
ice time
this is my news
From the Old Irish
Scél Lemm Dúib
9th century
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