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Geheimgangsverlockung or The Symposion: A Play in Two Acts
ACT I [We open on the once fertile Edonian meadows which have been transformed into a desert. On a rock sits a woman, veiled and weeping; in the background the royal residence smolders. A figure...
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periegesis
We are in the midst of converting what was once Galina’s personal library and study into a dedicated ritual space for me. (That’s how you know it’s true love, man.) For a multi-trad polytheist...
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the Starry Bull is moving and shaking
I’ve got several matters I’d like to discuss with you briefly, good readers. First up, some very exciting news with regard to the Toys – the third class, which will be starting up on February 15th is...
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They are everywhere
I’ve had a broken tooth for a couple months now and finally got the chance to go to the dentist today. Behind the receptionist I spotted this, which I managed to snap a covert picture of: It made...
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And be you witnesses of this conjuration!
In the poem Indigen I wanted to “de-translate” Ovid’s account of Arachne by having the Maeonian maiden depict stories drawn from her own local Lydian traditions. Not only did I use the more authentic...
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Lovely as the necklace of fair Harmonia
After getting home from the dentist I received some news that’s had my head in the clouds all evening – Ellen wrote to notify me that the necklaces were finished. “Who’s Ellen?” you’re probably asking...
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Devotional art challenge #5
Our next prompt is: Life is the mask that Death wears. Can’t wait to see what you guys create to express this. Be sure to send your submissions to anathema.submissions@gmail.com.
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On divination by means of twitches
“So soon you return to my Silent Realm, bordering the Kingdom of Dream and the House of the Sun, O speaker of soothing verse and master of poisonous plants?” “Soon?” There was confusion and then...
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Fiddlesticks.
Fiddlesticks indeed. Clearly I’m not very good at this fundraising business. If you’d like to help out you can join the Bakcheion Support Team here:...
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On the causes of corrupted eloquence
The Guide of Souls was grim as he led the spouses, trembling and joyous in their reunion, up the perilous and winding path through the cave, silent and sunless and foreboding, but they did not notice...
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Valentine’s Day is fast approaching.
There’s no better way to tell someone “I heart you” than to enroll them in the Toys of Dionysos class that Emily will be teaching starting February 15th.
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Mein Herz Brennt
Orpheus shook dream and the pale sand of Dia from his head, and tried hard to steady himself, though the world continued spinning round and round him, like a top whipped about by a giggling child. “O...
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La Cicatrice Intérieure
Jason plunged his great firm spear into her belly and blood came rushing out, along with maidenly screams. The valiant warrior deftly avoided the beast’s deadly stinger, and yanked the ashwood shaft...
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Auch ich in Arkadien
For days on end, contrary winds kept the heroes detained on Euboia’s northern coast, near the famous city of Chalkis, founded by Krios the Titan when he was cast from the heights by the Gods who attend...
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Geheimgangsverlockung or The Symposion: A Play in Two Acts
ACT I [We open on the once fertile Edonian meadows which have been transformed into a desert. On a rock sits a woman, veiled and weeping; in the background the royal residence smolders. A figure...
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Spiegelbildauflösung
Crows devour the eyes of the dead when the dead no longer have need of them, but flatterers destroy the souls of the living and blind their eyes. Worse still than the worst sycophant was Il Dottore...
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Komme nie zu spät
“Thyonius,” the solemn sentry whispered, placing his hand upon the God’s chest and trying hard to hide the hurt in his voice, “haec uidebis et feres?” He should have understood what lay behind those...
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Sei pünktlich
The boy sits in the dark corner, rocking back and forth, his pudgy cheeks red and wet with tears. “I can’t do it,” he whispers to himself, since there is no one else there. “It’s too much. How does...
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Happy Valentine’s Day!
About the Names of Rivers and Mountains Her breasts white as snow, crimson gown hanging in sopping tatters, wind whipping her hair in golden tangles, tender cheeks reddening as the waves lashed her and...
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