Daily Archives: March 29, 2020

Živa ~ G. Michael Vasey

Reblogged from The Magical World of G. Michael Vasey: Packets of water Jostle moving downstream A rushing whine Grabs my soul As I tumble and roll away Her hair envelopes Like a curtain waterfall Continue reading at The Magical World … Continue reading

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The Devil with It! ~ Jen Goldie #writephoto

I remember it now. It was a hazy day, mid spring. I’m sure of it. She’d decided to explore the rocks a bit, then make her way to the Hills to a cabin we built. I remember telling her you … Continue reading

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Living Lore: March folklore ~ Gary Stocker

Gary shares some March-related lore: “A peck of dust  Is worth a king’s ransom” A peck being a unit of dry volume. Finding that much dry soil in March is very unusual. “March many weathers” As we have seen, March … Continue reading

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Wistful ~ Brian F. Kirkham #writephoto

She returned to the moor every hill a passing memory veils of tears ran down her face Continue reading at The Inkwell

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Technical Difficulties ~ Frank J. Tassone #writephoto

I had a lead on today’s assignment grading, until Frank brought me his replacement phone. “It’s not activating,” he said. The cascade soon followed. Verizon’s website offered no workable options. Customer service proved an overlong wait–interrupted when my doctor’s office … Continue reading

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Are we there yet?… Sue Vincent

This week, I will be sharing again a little about the people behind the Silent Eye… My grandfather gave me his annotated copy of the Mystical Qabalah by Dion Fortune when I was fifteen. “This is the only magical book … Continue reading

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Feather Your Nest ~ Craig Towsley #writephoto

“That fucking idiot fell down where?” Pen’s father screamed, half up from his lounger, newspaper falling, fluttering. She thought of birds. Her mother came in from the other room. “Is he hurt?” “If he isn’t, he will be,” her father … Continue reading

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Peacock #midnighthaiku

Many-eyed watcher Spreading resplendent feathers Seeking to impress *

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