Naturalistic Paganism

Category: B. T. Newberg


[Rotting Silver] “Russ-saa-shee” by B. T. Newberg

I asked a Druid: Speak to trees– Can this you really do? She queerly led me to a tree… I found it true indeed!   And then a person asked of me: ‘What do they say to you?’ The rustling…

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[Rotting Silver] “To Dionysos, After Reading Walt Whitman” by B. T. Newberg

To be in any form, what is that?–he says, O Dionysos, what is that? The man, he writes In long, sensuous lines a song about himself, As if to praise a god who slips between his thumbs, Makes a circuit…

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[Rotting Silver] “Hymn to the Winds” by B. T. Newberg

Gentle wind, rough wind, our wind, no wind– Many are the winds that help us. One by one we sing a hymn to you, singing: Help us appreciate our home. Gentle wind, you massage the tree leaves, Lead the rope…

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[Rotting Silver] “Haiku Collection: Beetles” by B. T. Newberg

A struggling beetle Emerging from the toilet Slides into the piss   A beetle scurries On the floor; an eye flashes A shoe thunders down   A hounded beetle Dashes madly for the wall Almost, almost, al   A horn…

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[Rotting Silver] “Be Hard, Be Soft, My Gentle Lover” by B. T. Newberg

Be soft with thyself, My gentle lover, Yet in the proper time and place, Know when to be hard: Like the flint, Whose severity sparks a fire

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