Anne Sexton’s Ominous Fairy Tales: Part One, Snow White

I LOVE Anne Sexton’s “Transformations”! One of my favorite books! Please … enjoy.

Histories and Mysteries

“The speaker in this case
is a middle-aged witch, me-
tangled on my two great arms,
my face in a book
and my mouth wide,
ready to tell you a story or two.
I have come to remind you,
all of you:

Do you remember when you
were read to as a child?”

So begins Anne Sexton’s book Transformations,  a dark and prophetic retelling of fairy tales. True to the Brothers Grimm, she did not balk at gory details, but rather added her own peculiar and twisted endings where the characters live not so happily ever after. Anne Sexton took on many topics with her unique brand of “Confessional” poetry, but her fairy tale interpretations are perhaps the most interesting.

Into the Forest Dark

Most fairy tales, before they were Disney-fied, were pretty terrifying. Don’t forget their origins. They were told by Medieval grandmothers in thatched cottages who had…

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photo from Kremlin Annex protests, with letters spelling out TREASON

Urgent update from our good friends at the #KremlinAnnex:

“4pm, Friday! (4/26) We’ll be at the IRS headquarters in DC to encourage whistleblowers to turn over Trump’s tax returns and put pressure on IRS Commissioner Rettig to follow the law. Gather at corner of Pennsylvania Ave & 12th St NW from 4-4:15pm.”

How can you help?

1. If you’re in the DC area and available late this afternoon, SHOW UP. “Do they have a permit? Am I going to get arrested?” No, but no (although it’s still always a good idea to prep for a protest as if you might – take ID and some cash, and write the number of someone who can help you if you do get arrested somewhere on your body in Sharpie because who has phone numbers memorized these days?). DC is highly protest-friendly (the MPD doesn’t event require permits for protests), and even on…

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Mock Paper Scissors

Dump Trump (ITMFA!) and the Republicans

I’m breaking good blogging protocol. Here’s the entire article from the Pod Save [Whatevs] guys. It’s really good, and excerpting it doesn’t work, and as it is an email, there is no link to a web page.

The redacted version of Special Counsel Robert Mueller’s final report is filled with stunning details about scores of contacts between Trump associates and Russian officials and agents, many of which occurred long after the Trump campaign learned the Russian government was actively, criminally sabotaging the election to help Donald Trump become president.


It is also filled with even more stunning information about Trump’s efforts to end, limit, or compromise the Russia investigation—most of which were unsuccessful, but some of which worked.


And, perhaps most importantly for Trump’s legal future, it reveals that Mueller made 14 criminal referrals to other prosecutors, 12…

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What Do You Think?

Thanks to Hecate for this link … it takes about twenty minutes to take this survey but I urge you to take it if you are of the Wiccan-Pagan side of the fence. You may have to think a little but it’s worth it!


Here’s a message from one of the leading academics studying Pagans in America:

My new study is exploring the way in which metaphysics, ethics, and some personal issues, like self-efficacy etc., interrelate in the Pagan community/ies.
The survey is completely anonymous and will be open through summer solstice.  While I hope that you take it, the specific help I’m asking for is if you can help me by spreading it through your networks, if you feel comfortable doing so.  The larger the sample size, the more reliable my results.
I’m also going to try really hard to use my blog to keep people up to date and share my thoughts etc.
I’ve taken the survey and urge you to do so, as well.  It takes a few minutes, but it’s time well spent.

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The 5:32 by Phyllis McGinley


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The 5:32

She said, If tomorrow my world were torn in two,

Blacked out, dissolved, I think I would remember

(As if transfixed in unsurrendering amber)

This hour best of all the hours I knew:

Children scuffing the seats, and the women driving

With ribbons around their hair, and the trains arriving,

And the men getting off with tired but practiced motion.


Yes, I would remember my life like this, she said:

Autumn, the platform red with Virginia creeper,

And a man coming toward me, smiling, the evening paper

Under his arm, and his hat pushed back on his head;

And the wood smoke lying like haze on the quiet town,

And dinner waiting, and the sun not yet gone down.