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The Man Of An Uncertain Address, Lala Heine-Koehn
The Man Of An Uncertain Address, Lala Heine-Koehn
The Mythic Circle
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde were my neighbours at rate time. We used to chat across the fence, discuss the weather due the next day, sometimes our dual problems.
The Puppets / The Death Of Sun And Moon, Lale Heine-Koehn, Janet P. Reedman
The Puppets / The Death Of Sun And Moon, Lale Heine-Koehn, Janet P. Reedman
The Mythic Circle
The Puppets: The woman behind me is cutting a tree to crush me and if it must, his hand, holding mine. The Death of Sun and Moon: The Moon stood in the shroud of night, a crone who waned and sank billowing pale deathlight
Confessions Of A Dragon Lady / Windbound, K. V. Skene
Confessions Of A Dragon Lady / Windbound, K. V. Skene
The Mythic Circle
Confessions of A Dragon Lady: Before I knew the wisdom of this world I felt the ebb and flow of secret tides. Windbound: Back of the North Wind, Under a pallid sun, all life Is permafrosted.
Il-Lyran's Song For Midsummer, Sarah Beach
Il-Lyran's Song For Midsummer, Sarah Beach
The Mythic Circle
Light lay soft in dreaming gloom. Darkness then did roam and drift.
Dialogue Between The Sun And The Wind, Richard Sharpless
Dialogue Between The Sun And The Wind, Richard Sharpless
The Mythic Circle
What is this tree," said the Wind, "whose leaves are like spines and whose seeds carry two eyes and a mouth?"
The Rescue, Alex Mcgilvery
The Rescue, Alex Mcgilvery
The Mythic Circle
Darla walked down High Street, her heels clicking a rapid beat, her normally pleasant face marred by a frown.
The Stars Are Caring Travelers, Paul Newman
The Stars Are Caring Travelers, Paul Newman
The Mythic Circle
The day had been a wonderfilled one for all, as the family’s four living generations had been reunited for this holiday spent in the country air at the farm of one of its members.
Rising In The Night, Ramona M. Czer
Rising In The Night, Ramona M. Czer
The Mythic Circle
When Gina sprang out of bed that night she did it joyfully. Her eyes swept open at once, her legs from the thighs to the toes felt life in them.
The Seventh Bellkeeper Of Vienna, Dennis Bock
The Seventh Bellkeeper Of Vienna, Dennis Bock
The Mythic Circle
In the silence of his violin days (for he composed very little during that sad time) Mozart slept while he could, at the height of day when all of Vienna was loud and alive with accident and arguments, castrations, rehearsals, fist-fights and anthems.
To Christopher Columbus, Gwenyth E. Hood
To Christopher Columbus, Gwenyth E. Hood
The Mythic Circle
I wonder at the fervor of your passion, Your dreams o f glory, gold and splendid wealth
Brides Of Sealmen / Rites Of Union, Janet P. Reedman, David Sparenberg
Brides Of Sealmen / Rites Of Union, Janet P. Reedman, David Sparenberg
The Mythic Circle
Brides of Sealmen: Loneliness breeds strange fancies in girls grown too old for love Rites of Union: Am I b ut one rhythm? Are my rhythms not multiple as air's motions?
On The Walls / Hero To His Captive Elfbride / Asphodel, Janet P. Reedman
On The Walls / Hero To His Captive Elfbride / Asphodel, Janet P. Reedman
The Mythic Circle
On the Walls: Under the shade of shattered walls, Remembered lives blow like dreams Hero to His Captive Elfbride: Dawn's light glitters on faded mountain tarn Asphodel: Caught in the shadows the keep cast
Childhood's End, K. V. Skene
Childhood's End, K. V. Skene
The Mythic Circle
Each yesterday Ended when, quite magically, The streetlights blinked, and once again Bewitched the night.
The Bones Of Erin, Linda Buchanan
The Bones Of Erin, Linda Buchanan
The Mythic Circle
When her shovel hit something hard, Sharon assumed it was just another rock.
The Bike Trail, Jefferson Dukes
The Bike Trail, Jefferson Dukes
The Mythic Circle
They were killing the dogs when I met Kalie.
The Seduction Of Yahu-El Betshintav, David Sparenberg
The Seduction Of Yahu-El Betshintav, David Sparenberg
The Mythic Circle
Recently an angel of heaven descended to earth. She was not one of the fiery seraphim. Nor was she an androgynous angel, an ofan.
Mythic Circle #12, Tina Cooper, Christine Lowentrout
Mythic Circle #12, Tina Cooper, Christine Lowentrout
The Mythic Circle
Welcome to The Mythic Circle #12. We apologize for the lateness of this issue. Tina’s triplets (!), bom in March, slowed her down considerably over the past few months. They are now beginning to sleep at night, however, and she anticipates returning to a normal pace soon. We appreciate your patience in the meantime.
Merlin's Winter / Eurydice In The Real World / Walking On Water, Clelie Rich
Merlin's Winter / Eurydice In The Real World / Walking On Water, Clelie Rich
The Mythic Circle
Merlin's Winter: Your season is over now. The Lady of the Lake has closed her villas for the winter Eurydice In The Real World: Orpheus crept unseen into his afterlife through the early dark Walking On Water: Sunset bleeds across the sky, stains my fingers saffron and peaches.
Now And Then / Wind, Maybe / Once Upon, Walter Kuchinsky
Now And Then / Wind, Maybe / Once Upon, Walter Kuchinsky
The Mythic Circle
Now and Then: Birds, there in the air and fish, there in the sea then, as now, as then are really one for me Wind, Maybe: Didn’t hear anything, last night Once Upon: ONCE UPON a late night, easy chair, living room, Pheasant Glen
The Rune Master, Conda V. Douglas
The Rune Master, Conda V. Douglas
The Mythic Circle
Emerad stood upon the tower, watching the far-off wisps of smoke from the battlefield.
Only Half A Moon Outside, Zan Agzigian
Only Half A Moon Outside, Zan Agzigian
The Mythic Circle
he mumbled low, hidden in past footsteps, beaming through the tom branches needling his head
Editorial, Tina Cooper, Christine Lowentrout
Editorial, Tina Cooper, Christine Lowentrout
The Mythic Circle
Welcome to The Mythic Circle #11. This issue offers some variations on a theme of Winter-into-Spring, particularly Doug Rossman’s notable "The Theft of the Sun"; let us know if you enjoy the seasonal parallelism. You’ll also notice that we continue to run a lot of poetry, including a series of poems by Dirk Verhulst which delicately probe the terror in everyday life, and a wryly lyrical series by Clelie Rich.
The Prodigal Son's Older Brother Wonders About The Right And Left Path, Dirk J. Verhulst
The Prodigal Son's Older Brother Wonders About The Right And Left Path, Dirk J. Verhulst
The Mythic Circle
I recognized first the old limp as you walked over the horizon on the road which disappears directly to the left of the sun
Seamist For Two Voices, Clelie Rich
Seamist For Two Voices, Clelie Rich
The Mythic Circle
Who waits by the seashore, there on the rocks, grey and cold and forlorn?
Letters Of Comment, Joe Christopher, Angelee Sailer Anderson, Joan Marie Verba, Erin Lale, Anne Valley, Gwenyth E. Hood, Charles R. Schabel
Letters Of Comment, Joe Christopher, Angelee Sailer Anderson, Joan Marie Verba, Erin Lale, Anne Valley, Gwenyth E. Hood, Charles R. Schabel
The Mythic Circle
Letters of Comment, sent in from readers in Mythic Circle #11
The Silencebringers, David Sparenberg
The Silencebringers, David Sparenberg
The Mythic Circle
The man who loves the earth whose love is genuine
Red Hawk Song / Mount Lowe 1978 / Higher, David Sparenberg, Paul Newman
Red Hawk Song / Mount Lowe 1978 / Higher, David Sparenberg, Paul Newman
The Mythic Circle
Red Hawk Song: I admit that I love you. My heart sings strongly through the fires of my body. Mount Lowe 1978: Ruins rambled, too well sifted Higher: Watching the crows' realm, treetop mopers amidst cloud erasers of the blue.
Signs Of The Times, Gwenyth E. Hood
Signs Of The Times, Gwenyth E. Hood
The Mythic Circle
The Cherry spread her blossoms in the fall White and dainty among the golden leaves, Before the deep-red-ivy coated wall
Medicine Cord, David Sparenberg
Medicine Cord, David Sparenberg
The Mythic Circle
I grasp in my hands today the tail feather of a hawk
Enforced Adaptation, V. W. Massie
Enforced Adaptation, V. W. Massie
The Mythic Circle
Coryann Sayre woke to blessed silence. Then she remembered; there was cotton in her ears.