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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Local Horns

Wherever he goes, he wears the local horns, and sits among the local animals.

He of the Prairie, with bison, wolf, and jackrabbit.

He of the Forest, with deer, fox, and bear.

He of the Savannah, with elephant, giraffe, and antelope.

He of the Outback, with kangaroo, goanna, and dingo.

He of the Tundra, he of the Taiga, he of the Rainforest.

So we see him, so we show him, so we know him.

Wherever he goes, he wears the local horns.

And, Master of Beasts, he goes everywhere.

Everywhere.

 

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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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