So 4 r \ C R F D is OLOina ~io p re s s and u it .Acf h<?rtf ujondtrinm hou_> it a®& .happened . “TWju . i.'r or\<liA a. Q-'M-Jot. /w ort cuMina and a2.u_i.rv3,. to do, them the rtd-li^ed .Sob df p$*3fre»dina . "The a ttic u3il\ be a u i t r actfxin. hlo more ht^pewriters , coffee , scissor^ , pen and ink., RfO CoaAVrc< n&p on the uJoJ£4, articSea/ and. £et+e\o to decide on. And th e seven tv eiahh odd -faAaotS -that puh hhe m a^'kine to a e th e r -this ^ime coant -to^teAfl c^ou_ aJ?J? bouj u>e did if. T^e Ctaponse f/u»\ -Cxr-apart“ pJkceS cr\ th e fountra, ((Xu.Strn.fiia- b f^Vine) halo been ouo~ujHet*ni.naL . £ach ddu we a t t a. n&u batch o f mat-0. Wihn th e tethers have come Cbrd-phics , poetru,, articled f phoVoara-phs j ajtX OeAebcatina Our new founiP Connection ujifh ?o£h o tte r. The xna^e. Vjotume o f mcxVe.ri.afl. /m a d e i f nec.ea6an.tA fo r u$ to choosa. UJhat woufld be Ctood for this CS^ae , aru! ujh<ct uioufid have. -to ei+her ujait for a future ^rintiwa o r cobect" dash in a brown fifle bo< u n tii the sku $aM■S in. So i t becdme netessa.ru. to ./u d at the materiafl. on th e basis of our own potihCafl. <Xnd personal. bfflief S} Ound uohah wouid work together k> {o n n a. spring m essag e. EacVn issue is pat oat bu a. JifftAent- cyoup of people ^ and each issue rejects their own beliefs, for as , these included decisions not to use materials uje fefet to be of onflu tit ij?Cat in a in te n t, fc/or did uje use things we (JtCt were oppressioe. \x)e voice. Su_pporv of -feminine identified mafieo. Subscri ptions to a m oersons cnStituhonafii■*ed against their u>ifi£_ rec<2iue_ the ma^a'Oji.re fre e , ferhaps th e mo>t important reafl* eat>c>m uje Came to u>as th a t RFD is and Should be for fan^ots. For us this m eans t h a t \(X. material}, used is Created bu^ faa^otS. Ret pnoduchem , flavour and finanuafl. Support is provided bt^ faap^ots . So f a r , RFD is th e ontu Connection th a t aau me^n uuho are info adterna-hoes to citu sUdCina Raoe uai-th each other. \xje need ho become reoponsioe to ourseloes. w i need a safe. Communication betcoeen crthers 2,ili<t ourseloes in this Continual process o f coming out and c^rourth. feedbacK on tKis uoouCd be appreciated from afit uou_, uoho a r e RecJUL^ Feeiinn DiMine. T^anu thanKS to oM mho Contributed hm e( e r v e r ^ }. moneu. a»vi. looc for thvs issu e. ervera^ Noui u>e are tupnina our eneanic-s to other th in a s ... oeoetabie Stdrts f o r the Garden > t\ean\nor ou t Vhe Rouse , thunderstorm antici pvtions, Oersonafl.^ and coitechwe oroujth . N\wch bursting and blooming ii to be Gone a f t e r a flona^ £on<^ Hou)0_ w in te r. Xime “ to be outdoors Ln th e Counhcv^ aapln f tim e for budding. Xt*S been a aood Chanae for us aC.C.j fhis RFQ **3. Hope uoa_ en^Ou^ it . And hope, upur Spring is frurtfufl. and reav\^ )reaV\c^ diutne.
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S P R IN G
E Q U IN O X
1975
P R O D U C T IO N D ic k , D o n -T e v e l, K e n , K im , L a rry, O la f , O llie , R ick and Stewart
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RFD CONTENTS
2 4 5 6
Letters W in te r in the High Country N o rth w e st N o rth C a ro lin a O h , Friend Crocus C ity /C o u n try Leather *
7 12 13
co u n try faggots B arrie D a vid D a lto n Joe O l lie Lee M in tz Jason Q u ic k s ilv e r When the Crash Comes, W hat W ill Faggots D o?
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Two Tales o f N e w Sodom
18 19 20 23 24
Forest S helter C o lo r Page
26 27 28 29 30 34 36 39 40 41 42 45 46 48
W histlers on the W ind A Chinese Z en Poetry
John Upson Jay Schraeter A rth u r Evans K im P a trick Dowers O llie
Caradoc ap Codor Russell Ross robert C ountry Roads co u n try faggots Earth Photos D ic k M ore Letters co u n try faggots u n title d O la f A t the Ppss--a modern m o ra lity p la y Carl U n cle N ed Says, "L e t's E a t!" co u n try faggots M ore Letters co u n try faggots In V e rn a lis Temporis A lla n The M a g ic k o f the Moon F e lix the le a th e r l o o k . . . g a vin S pring, S p ir it, and Faggotry A n Equinox Letter Resources In the summer d a y s .. .
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q u a lity o f lif e o f each in d iv id u a l I o ffe r the above re marks. O b vio u sly i t is my in te n tio n to be h e lp fu l. O n ly by t e llin g you w h a t others th in k can you make reasoned a p proaches to yo u r p u b lic a tio n . I wish you w e ll and hope th a t you can be o f rea l va lu e to those readers in the rural areas. R e s p e c tfu lly , Loren G . B u rt, M . D.
IXHTTERS I just re c e iv e d arid read and re -re a d , looked at and f e lt the w in te r issue and I'm f ille d . R e a lly b e a u tifu l channels are ope ning u p . I fe e l th a t RFD has the power to disperse a lo t o f aloneness, the kin d o f aloneness that makes people th in k they are sin g u la r in th e ir struggles. Sure we are in a c e rta in sense, b u t I fe e l the channels fo r re la tin g ease the is o la tio n . So g ra te fu l. It's ra in in g h e re . A soft ra in . I can z ip up my c o a t, raise my head to the sky smell fe e l the w ind w et b lo w through my h a ir my head down over my eyes my nose my lip s . So g ra te fu l fo r the c o n ta c t the c o n n e c tio n . Robert Schelhammer San Francisco
T ru th fu lly , I am ve ry disa p p ointe d w ith RFD. A t no p o in t has i t been h e lp fu l to the large group o f gays th a t I kn o w , see or tre a t. B eing aw are o f the fa c t th a t this is not the most d ip lo m atic way to open a le tte r or to in it ia t e an id e a , I must e x p la in . As we see i t this p u b lic a tio n is o f much less va lu e to the gays than those p u b lic a tio n s from the b ig c it y , such as the A d v o c a te . A nd a t this p o in t I am re fe rrin g to those persons who liv e in rura l areas. You ask, "W h a t's w ro n g ? " . . . W e ll, pseudosophistica tio n is o b v io u s . L in g u is tic and jo u rn a lis tic s k ills are not those o f ru ra l A m e ric a . N e x t there has y e t to be an a r t ic le tru ly re le v a n t to those outside the metro areas. N o th in g is presented to assist the rura l gay in his p lig h t. . . .fa r b e tte r he read N ew sw eek o r T im e . The form at and p ictu re s appear to have come from a N e w Y o rk C ity p sych e d e lic s h o p ...o n e whose ow ner was on a drug tr ip . S yn ta x, I w o n d e r? W hat I am saying is you have an e x c e lle n t idea in R F D ...b u t w ould someone " g e t th e ir s h it to g e th e r" and p u t o u t a p u b lic a tio n fo r the people o f rura l A m e ric a ? W ould someone w rite o T th e d if f ic u lt , as w e ll as the less d if f ic u lt , manner in w h ic h the rura l same se x-o rie n te d in d iv id u a l finds h im s e lf. And when possible o ffe r sug gestions o f how he copes w ith those problem s. As a p h y s ic ia n te a c h in g human s e x u a lity at C entral M ic h ig a n U n iv e rs ity , one who counsels gays, one tre a t in g transexualism and a professional who cares about the
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. . . I had made the 2000 m ile move from Texas to liv e in the co u n trysid e o f O reg o n 's W illa m e tte R iver V a lle y , and there I was a t the riv e r's end in P o rtla n d -to w n , its grey dampness accented by the clo u d y n ig h t and its b ig c ity loneliness sharpened by in a cce ssib le heights o f the skyscrapers th a t are its h e a rt. So there I was, contem p la tin g how dependent gays are on th e c ity bar games (sexual and s o c ia l) to meet o ther gays. And w ondering where my p rio ritie s w e re, a n yw a y. And how co u ld I meet someone interested in rura l life s ty le in dow ntow n P o rtla n d. Possible, b u t h ig h ly im p ro b a b le . So I re turned to my house on the h i l l , and a rura l frie n d who is gay put yo u r m agazine in fro n t o f me. A fte r reading i t c o v e r-to -c o v e r I became somewhat re lie v e d and even a lit t le hopeful th a t my co u n try home was not a self-im posed e x ile from my gay p e o p le . I now am lo o kin g forw ard to a tim e o f m eeting these o th e r men who share common interests and p h ilo so p hie s, as w e ll as s e x u a lity . Thanks to RFD. You fo lks had a g reat id e a . I'm glad you m o tiva te d , not o n ly fo r my sake, b u t fo r those who are y e t to d isco ve r others in to the s e n s itiv itie s o f nature and the E arth. I'm no longer fly in g through M oth e r Earth News w o ndering w here everybody i s . . . . Jay Jackson R t. I , Box 79 M onm outh, OR 97361
Y o u r m agazine is g re a t, in s p irin g , and just enough to keep me on the rig h t tr a c k — liv in g close to the ground gets a l it t le muddy sometimes. T im , G e o rg ia c / o RFD
I have just returned from N e w Y o rk where I thought I wanted to liv e , a fte r a s u rfe it o f P la in fie ld . Perhaps it to o k the opposite extrem e to g iv e me a new a p p re c ia tio n fo r rural liv in g . The house I have moved in to sits imme d ia te ly beside the W in o o s k i. There is a w a te rfa ll b e h in d , so th a t the back o f the b u ild in g alw ays has liq u id music and the fro n t windows foce up th e riv e r and towards the m ountains. I have been w r itin g a novel fo r tw o years, w h ic h is a lo n e ly o c c u p a tio n , and since novels d o n 't sing or dance o r do a n y th in g o f th e ir o w n , i t is a d ry a rt to w ork a t. "Those who liv e by th e word w ill d ie lis t e n in g . " — D e lmore S ch w a rtz, a q uote I have just fo u nd , w h ich I am lis te n in g to , w h ic h expresses my general in te n tio n not to d ie a t a ty p e w rite r. I used to fe e l iso la te d here, used to miss the a v a ilib ility o f things lik e the baths and bars and e n te rta in m e n t spots o f c itie s , b u t I no longer miss any o f th is . I do not care a bout the a v a ilib ilit y o f a n y th in g so much as lo v e , com panionship and g ro w th , w h ic h can be found anyw here o r now h e re . G auntry liv in g o n ly removes the dross to show me the innards; and i f lo ve does n o t e x is t, or is d e n ie d , i t is u su a lly not fo r w a n t o f partners. S te p h e n , Verm ont c / o RFD
O u r names are M ark and A n d y . We liv e in F a ye tte v ille , a small c o lle g e town in northw est A rk a n s a s .. . A lth o u g h F a y e tte v ille is n 't a true rura l co m m u n ity, many people have come here in re ce n t years fo r the pur pose o f g e ttin g ba ck to the la n d . The m a jo rity o f these new pioneers are young fa m ily -o rie n te d p e o p le , in to a Steve G a skin 's "The Farm" t r ip . H o w e ve r, there is also a s ize a b le gay p o p u la tio n in F a y e tte v ille . M a rk and I have been here fo r about six months, o rig in a lly to homestead a small acreage in these b e a u tifu l' O z a rk M o u n ta in s. H ow ever, we fin d ourselves tem por a r ily se ttle d in the tow n its e lf, w a itin g fo r the rig h t o p p o rtu n ity to ve n ture fo rth in to th e h ills . We are in terested in h e aring how o th e r gays are managing in rural A m e rik a , and the problem s, successes and lessons others have ha d . Look forw ard to h e a rin g from y o u . M ark and A n d y c / o RFD
Here in Hum bolt G a u nty, lots o f G ay men are com ing to g eth e r in a group c a lle d G ay People's U n io n . (We fin d th a t most o f the women prefer to be a port o f the Sisters o f Sappho, the group from w h ich we s p ra n g .) W e 've been in v o lv e d in some p o litic a l a c tio n s , lik e a protest o f a Marcus W e lb y segm ent. We and the Sisters have a le rte d members o f the lo ca l press to the existence o f G ay p e o p le , and to the fa c t th a t we are real human b e in g s. The newspaper has run its firs t a rtic le s on G ays, and we have go tten a ir tim e on tw o o f the th re e t e le v i sion sta tio n s. W e 're try in g to educate the s tra ig h t popu la tio n , and more im p o rta n tly , to reach our sisters and brothers who are a fra id o f th e ir own Gayness. A t the same tim e , we g iv e Gays a chance to get to gether in pleasant com pany. This helps break down the is o la tio n th a t d rives so many Gays o u t o f our area to places lik e San Francisco and Los A n g e le s. I b e lie v e th a t i t is e s p e c ia lly im p orta n t to g iv e young Gays in high school good examples o f proud G ay p e o ple — so they can b u ild a p o sitive s e lf-im a g e . I have g reat hopes fo r RFD. I fe e l I have much to learn about how others approach b e in g a co u n try fa g g o t, and I fe e l I may have som ething o f my own to share. I'd also lik e to correspond w ith my G ay co u n try b ro thers, so please w r ite . I can te ll you about redwoods lik e M a rin never thought o f h a v in g . W ith lo v e , R ichard Khamsi P .O . Box 94 > L o le ta , CA 95551
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W IN TER IN T H E HIGH COUNTRY O n the weekends, I am in the m ountains, or w ith some friends (m arried) on ranches th a t they re n t or ow n. W in te r is a slow , un co m fo rta b le tim e d u rin g the w e e k. Summers are just g re a t, b u t I sure can g e t c a b in fever in the w in te r. I ' l l be m aking a tr ip to Denver sometime soon on a long w e e ke n d. F ifte e n gay bars, more o r less, man w hat a good tim e . H it a b a r, in bed, another b a r, in bed, e t c . , g e ttin g dru n k, e tc . Then tim e to go home and a w hole day to tra v e l. Denver is a tr ip about four times a y e a r. I lo ve the mountains th o ug h . They grow on y o u . I have deer and moose, fish in g and mountains in my back y a rd . I have a tru c k to get around w ith . If I never turned on TV , I'd never know w hat was going o n . I am 35, b u t lo o k 25, good, s tra ig h t-lo o k in g . I guess I need a best b u d d y -lo v e r to share e v e ry th in g w ith . I The a la rm goes o f f a t 6 a . m . , and the firs t th in g I do am no d iffe re n t than most rural gays, happy, sad, and is lo o k o u t the w in d o w . I can see the stars and the wind h a lfw a y , but g e ttin g a lo n g . is n 't b lo w in g so it has got to be c o ld . O n the news there is a storm com ing east from O regon Looking a t the therm om eter, I see i t is -10 degrees. | and W ashington, so there w ill be snow and i t w ill be That is n 't bad as here in the h ig h c o u n try , a t 7000 f t . b e a u tify !. above sea le v e l, i t is a d ry c o ld . O f course, i t co u ld The weekend is com ing up and I lo ve th e m . Perhaps be un b ea ra b le , but most tim es, when the w ind blows it on Saturday n ig h t I ' l l go to one o f the fe w bars in to w n . is a c o o l w in d , and the tem perature may be in the + 2 0's. I ' l l ta lk about h u n tin g , fis h in g , wom en, e t c . , and d rin k I love to see an o vercast sky and w in d , as long as I am w ith the best o f them and be the s tra ig h te s t-a c tin g queer dressed fo r i t . I th ro w w c te r on my fa c e , brush my te e th , in the U .S . I ' l l th in k a bout D e n ve r, the m ountains, and get dressed, make b re a k fa st, f ix my lu n ch , and liste n to home, and g e t d ru n k . the news from N e w Y o rk . I just wanted to share my thoughts w ith o ther rural D a m n it, the news makes a guy w ant to g e t dru n k and gays. So this is lif e in the w in te r in the high c o u n try — say the h e ll w ith it a ll. The lum ber m ill starts a t 7 a . m . , h a lf an hour for lu n c h , and tim e to go home a t 3 :3 0 . I make $ 3 .8 0 per hour, not much fo r the East or W est Coast b u t O . K . for W yo m in g. I head for the post o ffic e , then the drug store some tim es, and then home a fte r a hard day at the m ill. There is n o t much to do in a sm all to w n , d u rin g the w in te r. A t 5 p .m . it is d a rk , I co o k supper, take a b a th , w a tch tv , and p la y my tapes. Sleep comes and then it is m orn in g .
MORE LETTIRS I w o u ld lik e to correspond w ith and meet o th er RFD readers from the M id w e s t. I f yo u are v is itin g M in n e a p o lis o r liv e in th is a re a , d ro p me a lin e so we can get to g e th e r. I am a form er farm er disp la ce d to th e c it y . Please w r ite : O c c u p a n t, 2435 Pillsbury A ve n u e S ., ^3 09 , M in n e a p o lis , M N 55404.
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M y firs t issue o f RFD a rrive d e a rlie r this month and I re a lly f e lt good a fte r I got in to i t . This tow n (p o p u la tio n 3 ,0 0 5 ) is q u ite a change from g ro w in g up in Los A ngeles and com ing o u t in B e rk e le y . M any o f the thoughts th a t I had not expressed— or shared o n ly w ith gay frien d s on rare v is its to the Bay A re a — were c la r ifie d and made obvious to me through rea d in g w h a t others were d o in g in the c o u n try . M ay I make a li t t l e p lug fo r my liv ilih o o d — th e co u n ty lib r a ry ? M ost lib ra rie s are m oving aw ay from the "ke e p e r o f the books" im age and the p ic tu re o f the o ld la d y w ith her h a ir in a bun "s h -in g " e ve ryo n e . We have a ll kinds o f in fo rm a tio n on alm ost any to p ic ; and i f we d o n 't, we can borrow i t from o th e r p la ce s. Please g iv e yo u r lo c a l co u n ty lib ra ry a try when you have a question or just need som ething to read fo r a lit t le re la x a tio n . W ith much lo v e , S te ve , C a lifo rn ia c / o RFD
NORTHW EST NORTH CAROLINA, NOVEMBER—-—' . - W 1!
G a v in w ill be o f f to San F rancisco any day n o w . He my ancestors. M y g re a t-g ra n d m o th e r who mastered the says he's g o in g c ra z y here and knows he c o u ld n 't liv e d u lc im e r, my g re a t-g ra n d fa th e r who th re w h im self in here w ith Cathy g o n e . C a th y's g o in g bo ck to Boston— fro n t o f a tra in , my g re a t-u n c le who tamed the tro u t in th is tim e fo r good I guess. I'v e never liv e d in Boston his li t t l e pond and p la n ted the w h ite pines th a t G a v in or San F ra n cisco . Perhaps i f I hod, I too w ould come to lik e s so much and the ginseng we c o u ld never fin d . need th a t flu x o f b e a u tifu l p e o p le . But I ' l l be c o o kin g O c to b e r was n ic e . C athy came home from M assachu meals fo r one a g a in , lig h tin g fires fo r o ne, com ing home setts. We made dinners fo r each o th e r, p la ye d the pia n o to a d a rk house, w a itin g d a ily fo r the m a il. Tor each o th e r. G a v in and I moved the goat fence and The house is h uge, o ld , c o ld , and d ra fty . G a v in baked pum pkin pies: the 84 ye a r o ld w id o w across the hung some o ld b la c k c u rta in s around the staircase to road gave us a pum pkin fo r m oving her snow ball bush keep heat from g e ttin g lost upstairs. M any days in O c and p la n tin g her jo n q u ils and to ld us w h a t good n e ig h tober we sawed the dead wood in the o ld goat th ic k e t. 1 bors we a re . A nd the 'D r ie l hod the p re ttie s t kitte n s I t makes p e rfe c t co o k in g wo 1 1 1 ■' ' one th a t looks lik e the c a t h eat th is y e a r. I sold the o iI h e a te r. O iI is too e xp - ' £* ertsive n o w . I'v e three wood, stoves and tw o fire p la c e s . M ore than enough. I do w orry a bout the h o u s e p la n t ^ ^ ® ® * ® ^ * " th o u g h . Some o f them were Frostbitten last w in te r in the d in in g room w in d o w . A nd I w orry d x> ut the 'D r ie l— sh e 's such a c o ld natured c a t. But I ' l l try to leave h good fire s when I'm gone w o rk , and she sleeps w ith me a t n ig h t. We keep each o th e r warm , and she d o e sn 't seem to mind i f I r o ll on her. G a v in hates to be c o ld . He says people w e re n 't meant liv e o utside the tro p ic s , or w ear c lo th e s o r e a t a n y th i b u t fre s h -p ic k e d f r u it . Says why do I co o k so much ric e and soybeans— to o much p ro te in — and why d o n 't the g ro ce ry stores here have d e c e n t f r u it — the gro ce ry stores in C a lifo rn ia alw ays have f r u it . Says why do I even liv e in th is s ta te , w hy d o n 't I q u it my jo b , and se ll my goats, and g e t rid o f my pia n o and go somewhere n ic e . I d o n 't k n o w . In e rtia m aybe. It's k in d o f n ice sometim es. I can g e t by p le n ty w e ll w ith o n ly tw o frie n d s , and my d o g , my c a r, my m ail box and my p ia n o . But gosh, it's g o in g to be a long c o ld w in te r w ith just my d o g , my c a r, my m a ilb o x and my p ia n o .
September was so n ic e . M y dog and I met G a v in 's pla n e a t the a ir p o r t. I h a d n 't seen G a v in fo r seven months. I w atched the pla n e r o ll tow ard the g a te , and I th o u g h t o f th e song th a t had gone through my head o ve r and o v e r th e last tim e I to ld G a v in goodby: "D a n ie l is l e a v i n g . . . . " The same fe e lin g in r e v e rs e ...m y rew ard . . . m y com pensation. He w a lke d in to the lo b b y , h a ir fly in g . W est Coast c lo th e s , p a in ted fin g e rn a ils . He was b e a u tifu l. W e spent the n e x t fo u r weekends in th e moun tains lo o k in g fo r a farm to buy th a t we never fo u n d . The Blue Ridge M o u n ta in s . M y roots are th e re , the ghosts o f
he had in C a lifo rn ia , and he says I must save i t fo r h im . Fantasies a lw ays h e lp d u rin g a lo n e ly stre a k, and my fantasy fo r Decem ber is th is : In February I shall close up the house, send the plants to my siste r, the goats to board w ith Cam.ni and some o f the cats to friends in V ir g in ia . I shall b o rro w a li t t l e gypsy tr a ile r , a tta ch it to the c a r, and the d o g , the 'D r ie l and I shall s trik e o u t fo r C a lifo r n ia . Perhaps my frie n d who live s lik e an In d ia n in C olorado w ill le t me v is it a day or tw o . I shall pass through D e n ve r, and Las Vegas, L .A . and 'F ris c o , Portland and S e a ttle — maybe even V a n co u ve r, and [Toronto and C h ica g o , Boston and N e w Y o rk . Then I shall come home a g a in , and open up the house, and put the goats in the pasture, and th a t w ill. b e the end o f w in te r. G a v in w ill come back w ith m e. through w ith San F rancisco by th e n .
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D a vid D a lto n (D a vid 's house was p ic tu re d on page 3 o f the sue o f RFD. O n December 2 2 , he w rote th a t burned d o w n . "A n y w a y , I saved my dog and lost e v e ry th in g else, and I have moved (gulp) c ity ."
W in te r Is the house cats but to the
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Oh Friend O h frie n d , lo o k behind your shadows, there you are clo th e d w ith sun as i f shodows were a box th a t co u ld be opened and a ll these regarded â&#x20AC;&#x201D; returned o f â&#x20AC;&#x201D; disposed o f. There is a th in g I would understand, perhaps you co u ld h e lp me. I d o n 't see in te n s ity o r exposure as the s a lu ta tio n /g ra c e o f sexual e m o tio n . In re la tio n s h ip , there is grow th, fu lfillm e n t w ith in each o th er where there is lo v e . We make o f our b o d ily |oys instruments d e s tru c tiv e , our use o f each oth er is n e g lig e n t o f tenderness when we seek the d e s tru c tio n o f the w a n t/s e lf thru the o b liv io n o f union w ith a n o th e r. Before we have opened in jo y , perhaps the deepest com m unication is sexual, a t once the most co m p le te , p h y s ic a lly e m o tio n a lly th a t is know nâ&#x20AC;&#x201D; y e t in jo y , we can share o u rse lf w ith the morning as i f a s p irit folded us in diaphanous w in g s. This m orning I w alked down a h ills id e o f moist earth and my joy was c le a r, real stream water wonderous on glass c la r ity m oving and I wondered about tenderness and how these b lu e eyes o f mine turn warm o r s o ft,o r jo y fu l o r weaken w ith so great a fe e lin g and I wondered about fe e lin g and expression and s e x u a lity th e n . Who here can b rin g me to understand this th in g I have never stood in a c le a r p lace to see through? Joe
Crocus Ha!
It's come to me a t last: ever since I can remember seeing a flo w e r bloom not know ing w hat i t took to break through le ft-o v e r w in te r crust o f unwormy s o il, staring o u t b r illia n t ly washed windows onto a dullness and p a llo r th a t could o n ly have taken centuries to decay; then going through the to rtu re o f g u ilt: needle pangs in a heart too fresh to b le e d , th a t could o n ly sw ell in an a lrea d y too tin y chest; then could I fe e l the lies o f w hat they were te llin g me. The message being th a t I was inadequate a lo n e , worse, th a t we were lost together; th a t to be com plete I had to have a n o th e rnot the same, b u t com plem entary; lies in w h ich every innocence is made a g u ilt , stories o f m a ke -b e lie ve castles and the u n fa irie d princess a ll to get me w o rkin g in lin e b u t they never to ld me w hat to do when my w orld caved in . So amidst piles o f rubble and crap , I composed o f decay my own fa iry ta le . But this one w ith a tw in k le and a gleam th a t comes from a so u la s p irit th a t knows once we come together to lose ourselves th a t we become as the p la n t bre a kin g through crusted s o il, a crocus in the spring come to te ll us anew th a t we have another try at p u ttin g together the pieces o f this c le a r b lu e nothingness w hich in its a ll becomes the contentm ent the crocus needs to come up again this spring. O llie
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C IT Y Lee M in tz So I 1m liv in g in San F ra n cisco , my f if t h w in te r in th a t ever ch a n ging c y c le o f the c it y to c o u n try , o f the land to co n c re te syndrom e. G ro w in g up in the urban M id w e s t, I had never re a lly e xperienced the c o u n try b e fo re . I t was never my pa rents' in c lin a tio n to show us w h a t rura l lif e was lik e . The closest I g o t to i t was summer camp when I was n ine and te n . O h , there was the c o u n try a ll aro u n d , b u t I was so entrenched in group a c t iv it y , group c o m p e titio n , group ritu a ls and group d is c ip lin e th a t I h a rd ly n o tice d much e ls e . So I grew up in suburbia ig n o ra n t o f the w o rld o f streams, woods, and meadows. When I w e n t away to s ch o o l, I d id g e t an in k lin g o f my lo ve o f trees and flo w e rs from e x p lo rin g parks and fie ld s w h ile trip p in g on p s ych e de lics. LSD opened up a w h o le new w o rld o f the mysteries and be a uty o f n a tu re . Trees, e s p e c ia lly , bro u g h t me co m fo rt and helped me e xp lo re m yself in my s o litu d e . But the parks were lim it in g , and I was aware o f th e urbanism surrounding th e m . I ' l l never fo rg e t the fir s t tim e I e xperienced the c o u n tr y . I had been liv in g in N e w Y o rk C ity fo r ab o ut a y e a r. Then the c it y was teem ing w ith e x cite m e n t and fresh ness. I was re a lly getting o ff on the vib ra tio n s and m u ltis tim u li o f a ll the a c tiv ity and decadence o f the largest c it y I'd ever seen. A t th e same tim e , h o w ever, summer was a p p ro a c h in g , and I was q u ite open to a lte r natives to escape the outrageous heat th a t engulfs the c it y . So, when my b ro th e r in v ite d me up to a house a man he had met and others were re n tin g in th e C a ts k ills , I was o v e rjo y e d .
COUNTRY Three hours la te r I was in the m ountains. A w hole new w o rld opened up to me. There was a large house sur rounded by meadows, woods, streams, a la k e , d a isie s, goldenrods, ferns, and m ountains! M illin g in and o u t o f the house were a bout tw e n ty freaks Of was, a fte r a ll, 1970), gay and s tra ig h t, c lo th e d and n a ke d, a ll p la y in g and g e ttin g h igh under the open s k y . I was o v e r w helm ed! T hat summer I f e ll in lo ve w ith th e m agic o f nature and spent most o f i t g e ttin g to know a new p a rt o f m yself th a t so connected w ith i t . B ut, a la s, fa ll ap proached, and i t was tim e to go b a ck to the c it y . M any o f us were students and teachers, and the school year o f S eptem ber-June d ic ta te d the structure o f one's lif e . I was in v o lv e d w ith a man a t the tim e and had th e d e sire to liv e w ith him in the c i t y — a lo v e r t r ip I had never e xperienced b e fo re . So theSveekends were releg a te d to co u n try liv in g w h ich o fte n became a hassle due to tim e and d is ta n c e . D u rin g the fa ll the bliss o f our fantasy c o u n try w o rld was invaded by the pigs in a mammoth drug bust o f the three h ip p ie communes in to w n . A lth o u g h we were p re tty good a bout re m a in in g h igh th ro u g h o u t the o rd e a l, a new w ave o f paranoia and d is illu s io n m e n t seeped in . F ifty ajrests and $2000 la te r, we found a new home fo r w e e k end retreats in a n o th e r tow n in the low er C a ts k ills . As w in te r appro a ch e d , h o w e ve r, my com m itm ent to my c ity lif e and lo v e r g re w . I was w o rk in g in an o ffic e and liv in g in an apartm ent in the V illa g e . I thought o f the c o u n try , b u t my p rio ritie s a t the tim e were c le a r both fin a n c ia lly and e m o tio n a lly . N e w Y o rk C ity s t ill had a charm and e x cite m e n t to e xp lo re as w e ll as the dynam ics o f liv in g in a q u a in t a partm ent w ith a lo v e r. As summer approached a g a in , th o ug h , I found m yself
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w a n tin g to e x p e rie n c e th e open c o u n try . The c ity g lo w was g e ttin g sta le and trip p in g on the streets o f N e w Y o rk o r the fie ld s o f C e n tra l Park was not eno ug h . But be cause o f fin a n c ia l and o th e r te c h n ic a litie s , I co u ld o n ly spend lim ite d amounts o f tim e u p sta te . That summer was spent bo ck and fo rth betw een the tw o r e a litie s . The times u p sta te , h o w e ve r, were g lo rio u s and r e v ita liz in g , and my c o n n e c tio n w ith i t was re in fo rc e d . A t this p o in t, it s t ill seemed lik e a v a c a tio n from th e c it y , my “ re a l" lif e .
M y fe e lin g s fo r communal liv in g were also gro w ing as I was g e ttin g closer to the people w ith whom I was spending my c o u n try e xcursions. We a ll f e lt i t was tim e to liv e to g eth e r on a f u ll- tim e basis. A nd w ith f a ll, ag a in came the c ity /s c h o o l/w o r k com m itm ents, so we d e c id e d to ren t a large house on Staten Isla n d . There were fo u rte e n o f us, s t ill gay and s tra ig h t. O u r co u n try home became more o f a hassle to k e e p . Short weekend trips seemed less d e s ira b le , and we gave up our co u n try oasis. A t the same tim e , our c ity needs were g e ttin g stim u la te d . I was becom ing more and more p o lit ic a lly aware and a c tiv e . I f e lt the c ity was the p la ce to be fo r social change and re v o lu tio n . There were many gay ta lk s /p la n s / groups. I t was tim e to educate the heterosexual masses and dem onstrate against our oppression. G u ilt trips and such w ent down about the c o u n try as escape from our struggles to say n o th in g o f classist p riv ile g e . As our G ay consciousness g re w , so d id our a lie n a tio n from our tra ig h t communards. M uch came o u t th a t w in te r about support and the s p lit in our house came to a head. It was a w in te r fo r tremendous grow th and strength as w e ll as shattered illu s io n s about liv in g to g e th e r. O u r gay separatism and dream fo r a gay com m unity g re w .
A nd a g a in , as Spring approached, we a ll became very anxious a bout a summer c ity escape. The straig h t people moved o u t, and fo r the firs t tim e we were a gay com m une, our loves and ties to each o th e r stronger than e v e r. But we had no co u n try home, and our p o litic a l g u ilt succumbed to o u r personal needs as we fr a n tic a lly searched fo r a summer oasis. We a ll f e lt ready to make a deeper com m itm ent to each o th e r and the th o ug h t o f re n tin g a house again seemed w a s te fu l. F in a n c ia lly , as a g ro u p , we co u ld be open to b u y in g . We had one im p o rta n t c r ite r io n — to be near enough to some sort o f gay com m unity or a c t iv it y . The o n ly places lik e th a t near
N o t h a vin g a house w ith a ll the conveniences o f e le c t r ic ity , run n in g w a te r, lig h ts , h e a t, stereo, te le phone, e t c . , e t c . , e tc . put me in touch w ith the land as I hod never been b e fo re . A co u n try house seemed lik e c ity lif e to me in com parison. We a ll set up tents and a k itc h e n and liv e d under the sky (and I must say the most disastrous w e ather c o n d itio n s N e w Y o rk must have e x perienced in 50 y e a rs !). But our v u ln e ra b ility was both a curse and an a d ve n tu re . I was liv in g in a dream as I p icke d spearm int leaves fo r m orning te a , sang songs w ith my fa m ily around the c a m p fire , huddled under a tarp d u rin g one o f the many to rre n tia l rains try in g to keep m yself warm and my s p irit h ig h , g o in g ba ck to my te n t a t n ig h t frig h te n e d o f boogey men and m unching on my c h o c o la te stash as I craw le d in to my sleeping bag p ra yin g my a ir mattress w ould hold the n ig h t. We de cid e d to w a it u n til next summer to b u ild as i t seemed im p o rta n t to fe e l out the land fir s t . We got a to o l shed up as a s ta rt.
Days w ould pass when I w o u ld n 't see anyone I d id n 't liv e w ith . I had very a m b iv a le n t fe e lin g s to the is o la tio n . M y sexual d riv e was ve ry low th a t summer w ith o u t the constant sexual s tim u li and tension the c ity b rin g s. I f e lt ca lm and a ble to put my energy in to o th e r areas. We w ould shop in Ith a ca w here we w ould also run to for co m fo rt from the rains and the c o ld . Each o f us had d if fe re n t needs fo r shelter and fo r outside s tim u li.
As tim e passed, the need fo r c o n ta c tin g o th e r gay people g re w . There were endless trips to tow n try in g to co n n e ct w ith the gay com m unity th e re . But b e in g sum mer in a c o lle g e to w n , i t was d if f ic u lt . A fte r liv in g in one fo r fo u r years ba ck in M ic h ig a n , I d id n 't fe e l too p o s itiv e about the s itu a tio n a n yh ow . A lth o u g h i t was an u n fo rg e tta b le e x p e rie n c e , by the end o f summer I yearned fo r a house once ag a in w here I co u ld fe e l p ro te c te d . The unusual amount o f ra in and ru ra l settings are c o lle g e tow ns. c o ld seeped in to my bones and e v e n tu a lly o u tw eighed We came across the o p p o rtu n ity to buy a sixteen acre how fa r o u t liv in g on the land f e lt . D isillu s io n e d w ith s trip on the side o f a h ill a co u p le o f hundred miles from gay lif e in to w n , my needs fo r o utside s tim u li and i n t i N e w Y o rk and tw e n ty minutes from Ith a c a , a c o lle g e mate re latio n sh ip s w ith new men in crea se d . So b a ck to to w n . I had a house in mind as cam ping somehow seemed Staten Island and gay p o litic s and dances and m eeting less a p p e a lin g . But there were great plans for b u ild in g new people and stru g g lin g w ith each o th e r. a dom e, and the land was luscious w ith a pond and a gorgeous v ie w o f the sunset, r e la tiv e ly se cluded, and fin a n c ia lly w ith in our means. So we su b le t the house, put a down paym ent on the la n d , and began an in c re d ib le summer e x p e rie n c e .
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Three o f the group hod hod it w ith N e w Y o rk C ity and decided to ren t an apartm ent in Ith o co fo r the w in te r. For the firs t tim e , the idea o f liv in g away from the c ity h it home. But the r e a lity o f i t fo r me was ve ry a lie n . I was g e ttin g as much from the c ity as e ve r, my lif e tie d to i t in a m illio n places. I had a fe w a ffa irs and learned a lo t about my em otional patterns in love relatio n sh ip s. It was a w in te r o f hard times in our house, many struggles! re v o lv in g around the sexual p o litic s o f women and men liv in g to g e th e r. A nd w ith summer a p p ro a ch in g , came a re b irth in plans fo r our land. We then heard about a piece o f land on the o ther side o f Ithaca th a t had to be sold im m e d ia te ly . I t was fiv e times larger and more lush and v a rie d , fin a n c ia lly fig u r ing to h a lf as much an a c re . We w ould have 100 a cre ^ and 100 a d jo in in g acres would be bought by friends, mostly g a y , where a ca b in a lrea d y stood. The land is outrageous w ith apple orchards, b erries, meadows, pine forests, h ills , and streams. In a fra n tic w eek, the money was scraped up, and s e llin g the o th er la n d , we bought i t . The e xcite m e n t was o v e rw h e lm in g . There was c o n structio n and a rc h ite c tu ra l know ledge on hand and plans fo r a two story house began. For the firs t tim e , the fe e lin g o f long term s ta b ility h it me w ith simultaneous fe e lin g s o f excite m e n t and fr ig h t. A physical co m m it ment to in te n s ify our already strong em otional co m m it m ent.
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Leaving the c ity th a t summer ( it had become ro u tin e by then) was d iffe re n t. I knew I'd be back in the fa ll as I was not ready to com m it m yself to fu ll- tim e country liv in g , b u t a t the same tim e in the back o f my head I w ondered, "W ould this be the last tim e ? " So, we rented a fiv e bedroom apartm ent in to w n , and between us and vis ito rs , the number reached tw e n ty . W e'd commute to the land d a ily , b u ild and play and return to to w n . Some set up tents and camped o u t a t tim es. Most o f us fe lt th a t a fte r a lo n g , hard day b u ild in g , a shower and warm bed were d e s ira b le . It was strange th a t summer to re la te to the land as a w ork area, alm ost a jo b . This was so because w ork on the house was the p rio rity w h ile we were th e re , so fo r co m fo rt and p la y , we would come "h o m e ". The idea o f b u ild in g our own house was intense and easy to ro m a n tic iz e (which I tend to do c o n s ta n tly ). Physical labor had never appealed to me on any le v e l. Nonetheless, b u ild in g the house was a t r ip . As the floors and w a lls w ent up, the mysteries o f construction fiz z le d . The excite m e n t o f e ig h t or ten people lif t in g a w a ll was to ta lly u n iq u e . To know where each p iece o f wood came from in a house I would liv e in re a lly turned me o n . I d id n 't th in k we could re a lly do i t , b u t by Labor Day the shell was fin is h e d , and we moved in . The ro o fin g shingles, in s u la tio n , and such could be done la te r.
M any things came o u t th a t summer co n cerning d iffe r ences in work energy . We hod never undertaken such a huge p ro je c t as a group b e fore , e sp e cia lly one re q u irin g so much physical e nergy—something none o f us were fond o f. And w ith it came in tim id a tio n le ading to g u ilt from not w o rkin g enough, resentment from w o rking too much, g u ilt fo r fe e lin g re se n tfu l, resentment for fe e lin g g u ilty — you name i t . The unique s itu a tio n taught us much about each o ther and ourselves. O ur apartm ent in town had been a cause o f great frus tra tio n fo r me. For a ll p ra c tic a l purposes, i t was a crash pod a situ a tio n I no longer fe lt co m fo rta ble in . To camp on the land w ould have been great fo r me i f I could have gotten it together to do i t . I f e lt closed ir> and the need to get away overwhelm ed me. So, as I was re tu rn in g to the c ity shortly anyw ay, when the op p o rtu n ity to get a rid e to San Francisco came up fiv e days a fte r our September move to the la n d , I took i t and stayed a m onth. The need to get away alone was stronger than my need to explore the fe e lin g o f liv in g in our s e lf- b u ilt home. There w ould be p le n ty o f tim e fo r th a t (not th a t I d id n 't spend days o f in d e cisio n about it ) . I got a lo t o u t o f being a w a y— it f e lt im portant to explore my indepen dence from the group and my N ew Y ork lif e . When I returned to Staten Island, I found new joy in liv in g in our house, and i t f e lt good to be somewhere I knew so w e ll. A fe w stayed up on the land g e ttin g the house together fo r the w in te r. The roo f was fin ish e d , a w e ll put in , in s u la tio n , a coal stove, a kitch e n w ith a gas stove, and gas lig h ts were set up.
I learned much about my needs last w in te r. I stayed home a lo t and fe lt less connected to N e w Y o rk C ity than I ever had b e fo re . I f e lt ve ry a lie n a te d from the faggot scene and found m yself co n stan tly surrounded by Lesbians I was close to . I ha rd ly used the c ity a t a ll for things I had in the past. A lth o u g h co m fo rta ble at home, I questioned whether the o ld g lo w o f N e w Y ork would ever rise again over w hat now seemed dismal and em pty. I thought o fte n o f i t be in g my last year there and made vague decisions in my head to move upstate " fo r g o o d ". The house would be co m fo rta ble by spring, and the land was more than I co u ld ever have dreamed fo r.
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O ne th in g , though, s t ill ke p t gnaw ing at me: co u ld I be Happy there w ith o u t a lo v e r? The fe e lin g o f that kin d o f is o la tio n frig h te n e d me, y e t the c ity d id n 't seem to p ro vid e any s a tis fa c tio n in th a t area e ith e r. M y sex ual d riv e f e lt lo w , b u t my rom antic em otional needs were s t ill p re tty strong. I f e lt th a t the o n ly way to deal w ith th a t dynam ic was to w ork on lessening the need, rather than p u ttin g m yself somewhere where the need could most lik e ly be met (wherever th a t is ! ) . It was a w in te r o f much confusion and in n e r searching, b u t I came o u t o f i t w ith a strong desire to move away " fo r g o o d ". M y d e cisio n p a ra lle le d the others in the house, and we d e cid e d to g iv e up o ur home o f three years. So, in M a y , we packed up and moved upstate to our new home— Lavender H i l l . The garden was w e ll under w a y, and there was much w ork to be d o n e . I t is q u ite a d iffe re n t experience w o rk in g on a house y o u 're liv in g in than one you co m nxjrte to . I f e lt good and high there and used th a t energy to w ork on the house. A ny low o r fru stra tio n I fe lt was re d ire c te d p o s itiv e ly to b u ild in g . I worked hard on the fro n t po rch , b a lc o n y , and sid in g re a lly e n |o yin g i t a l l . I t was ve ry sa tis fy in g to see ta n g ib le co n stru ctive pro gress. I t f e lt im p orta n t to be le a rn in g new s k ills that had alw ays so in tim id a te d me as a fa g g o t.
As the days grew shorter ar*d the nights lo n g e r, I b e gan to fe e l more restless than e ve r, and Hie fe a r o f stagnation cre p t in . These fe e lin g s w e re, how ever, in terspersed w ith many h ig h , warm ties o f togetherness. A lth o u g h my com m itm ent to the co u n try had grown over the years, I was n o t ready to com bat the b itte r w in te r c o m in g . This put me through g u ilt trips about fa ilu re to liv e up to my new "c o u n try b o y" im a ge . I had set up this personal im a g e /e x p e c ta tio n o f m oving to the land and th a t, com bined w ith the p o s itiv e va lu e many put on rural endurance (it was more far o u t), made the w hole schism g u ilt- r id d e n . M y problem was not my c ity fe e l ings, b u t rather my co u n try e xp e cta tio n s.
So, escape from w in te r com bined w ith my grow ing need fo r so litu d e and independence drew me to Hie c ity once m ore. Before I le ft around T ha n ksg ivin g , I chose a site near the house to b u ild a y u rt (a perm anent m u ffin lik e structu re ) so th a t I co u ld fin d the bala n ce I need be tween communal liv in g and independence. But N e w Y o rk C ity was not the p la ce I wanted to b e . I had been th in k in g o f San Francisco fo r a few months, and the thought o f liv in g there e x c ite d me. So, six o f us came here from Lavender H ill fo r v a ryin g amounts o f tim e this w in te r, a ll liv in g in d iffe re n t parts o f the Bay A re a . And I fin d th a t I re a lly need the c ity I b u ilt a w ik i-u p (arched saplings covered w ith plas rig h t now, and San Francisco seems lik e a w h o le , fresh t ic ) in the woods and p lanted a huge flo w e r garden by | new area to e x p lo re . I'm ta k in g classes and le a rn in g i t . The flow ers w ere lik e my c h ild re n , and great amounts things th a t I can take back w ith me in the S p rin g . I o f energy w ent to c a rin g fo r th e m . I was fe e lin g a tre en jo y the independence o f liv in g a lo n e (something I mendous need for so litud e, and my structure became have ra re ly done) and stru ctu rin g my tim e so le ly a cco rd very im portant to m e. ing to my needs. I t feels good now not to have n ig h t Lavender H ill was g ro w ing to o . Structures w ent up on tim e so lim itin g , and constant new s tim u li to exam ine land— people find in g niches o f space to be alone to e x and fe e l. press them selves. A fro n t yard formed w ith flo w e r g a r dens surrounding it — w e re a lly got in to flo w e r p la n n in g . and p la n tin g . Siding w ent up fu rth e r fin is h in g the house.i A pond was dug, and a gas re frig e ra to r b o u g h t. And endless upon endless p a rty in g and feasting and lo v in g . W e w ere also slow ly becom ing in co rp o ra ted in to the Ithaca gay scene. I fe lt strong as I exp lo re d my fe e lin g s o f c e lib a c y , my sexual energy and desire to be in vo lve d in a lo ve re la tionship being lo w . I used th a t energy to fe e l co m plete w ith m yself. A fte r a fe w months though, I began to fe e l restless again and wanted to g e t a w a y . I decided to go to M o n tre al, a place I had n e v e r been and knew lit t le abo ut. I spent a wonderful w eek there and enjoyed spending the tim e a lo n e . I enjoyed m eeting new , in teresting people as w e ll. But a fte r about ten days, I missed the land and fe lt lik e I wanted to return to La vender H ill. But i t o n ly feels good here kn ow ing w hat I have back And the fa ll was b e a u tifu l w ith its m a g n ifice n t c o lo rs. ' on Lavender H i l l . T hat se cu rity keeps me g o in g . I won But as the days grew c o ld e r, I had to move in to the der i f I ' l l ever merge the s p lit betw een my c ity needs house and cbandon my personal space u n til the next sum and co u n try needs. As long as I'm a b le to do i t , maybe m er. Seeing the flow ers d ie was p a rtic u la rly sad. I w o n 't have to . M aybe a ll my needs c a n 't be expected Although th e n u n b e r o f v isito rs decreased, I o fte n to be met in one p la c e , or is my c ity searching f u t ile b e fe lt closed in and frustrated a t not h a vin g my own space. cause my restlessness must be d e a lt w ith from w ith in ? I t is also hard to g e t away when there are no w a lls or Can the tw o worlds be in te g ra te d in to a life s ty le , o r is doors, just fa b ric s over studs separating the rooms. i t a ll too s c h iz o id ? I guess o n ly tim e w ill t e ll.
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LEA TH ER I f 1 co u ld have i t my w a y , I'd take me to a glade and beseech the gods to send me a b u ll/b e a r /b u c k fo r om en. I'd stand naked in the g la d e , under a long s tra ig h t cape and I'd w a it. Then the b u ll/b e a r /b u c k w ould com e, the moon in its horns or dew on its fu r, o r m istle to e in its antlers lik e a w a lk in g sacred o a k . And i t w ould w a lk rig h t up to me and lo o k me in th e eyes and when I looked b a c k , I'd know i t was sa yin g , " I 'm re a d y ." I w ould le t my cape s lid e s ile n t down and k n e e lin g or be n ding or tu rn in g around I'd take th a t beast a ll the w ay in — up my ass to my th ro a t i f i t mode him fe e l good— and he 'd sta rt o u t s lo w ly , s lip p in g i t in m aking h im s e lf a t home, fe e lin g things o u t and he 'd s lo w ly g e t faster faster and harder and h e 'd pump i t r ig h t in th e re , up to the h ilt and h e 'd sta rt p a n tin g now and h e 'd w o rk up a la th e r o f b e a r- b u ll - o r buck sweat and ram i t home h a rd . I'd know when he started to s q u irt up my ass. When he d id , I w o uld k i l l h im . I'd s lit his b rig h t th ro a t fe e l the warm liq u id tr ic k le fe e l the warm liq u id geyser fe e l warmth on my body fe e l h eat up my ass. H e'd rid e me and fu c k me t i l l death d id us partthen he 'd stum ble, r o ll eyes back and g iv e his soul, a happy b e a r /b u c k /b u ll, and s t ill in my h o ld .
I'd s lip o f f and m ingle his blood w ith my own and w rite m agick symbols (a p entacled sator) and then w ith my atham e w ith lo ve and w ith c a re , perhaps tears o f thanks, I'd open his fle s h . The birds w ould come down and lin e up in order fo r liv e r and e ye b a lls, fo r testes and h e a rt. Then I w ould s lit him from c h in - t ip to t a il, and from fro n t fo o t to fro n t fo o t and lik e w is e in b a c k . I'd c a re fu lly , s o ftly then peel o ff his s k in . I'd ca rve o u t an oak stump and f i l l i t w ith w a te r and leave i t to soak fo r a w eek and a d a y . The meat I w ould b u tch e r; the bones I w o uld save w ith horns claw s o r hooves fo r special events. The brains I would ru b , when the soaking was d o n e, on the under skin side, then I'd scrape o ff the h a ir and hammer and chew t i l l the le a th e r was s o ft. I f I dyed i t , I'd c o lo r i t ric h ea rth y b ro w n , the c o lo r o f p e o p le , o f d ir t , wood and s h it. I'd make me a ja c k e t and one p a ir o f pants th a t f i t hard and tig h t, w ith a fu rry pouched c o d . I'd f i t them w ith bone and w ith h o rn /h o o f/c la w je w e ls, and then when I'd pass yo u on the streets o r in th e bars, yo u 'd turn and y o u 'd stare and y o u 'd ponder my gam e. (Ask Sebastian or R ic to r; there are those who k n o w .) But y o u 're not among them ; so yo u ’ d stare and yo u 'd w o n d e r. And sooner or la te r, one b ra ve r than most would w a lk up and say, "c a n I buy you a d rin k ? " A n d , " O h , by the w a y, w h a t skins do you w e a r? " And ta k in g my tim e , I'd f ix you a stare and p u ll y o u r ear close by a fis tfu l o f h a ir and my fu rry-p o u ch e d c ro tc h w ould tic k le yo u r p ric k when I w hispered, " O h , this th in g ? It's just an o ld t r ic k . " — Jason Q u ic k s ilv e r
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WHEN T H E Q ^ S i.. The crash o f course has co m e . We are be in g hurled about by the d y in g tw itc h e s o f the dinosaur's t a i l . I remember re o d in g , as a s ch o o lb oy, th a t i f yo u d e c a p i ta te a fe e d in g c a te rp illa r , d o n 't try i t please, the head goes on e a tin g fo r some tim e unaware th a t i t is d e a d. T hat is w here the te c h n o lo g ic a l econom ic colossus is to d a y . I remember th in k in g a fte r 5 0 0 ,0 0 0 o f us peace people had marched in Boston in 1969, th a t the State w o uld be n e ith e r moved nor shaken b u t when the e con omic cost o f endless m ilita ris m was brought home to the workers in c lu d in g the workers who beat us up in d o w n town N e w Y o rk and elsewhere th a t the State w ould be moved and shaken. The A m e rican Dream fa ile d to pay o f f and those who have g ive n th e ir life tim e s in pursuit o f i t w ill e xp e rie n ce the anger and bitterness th a t the oppressed have f e lt t i l l now , w h ich is by no means to say th a t there w ill be any increase o f em pathy for such as you and me. So w h a t does a fa g g o t d o ? The w e a k ness o f G a y L ib e ra tio n , as a movem ent, was th a t many in i t wanted to change the laws and to have job se cu rity and be respected as people in th e ir d a ily lives w ith o u t re a liz in g th a t the system must be changed and was c o l lapsing a n y w a y . W e ll, many o f these people w ill soon be lib e ra te d from th e ir concern w ith jobs, so w hat w ill they d o ? M y personal so lu tio n was to spend the last two years m arching in the streets, fo r G ay L ib e ra tio n now instead o f Peace and te llin g everybody in sig h t " I 'm G ay." A year ago I founded the Pittsburgh G ay Theater w h ich was, and is, a G ay re v o lu tio n a ry a n a rch ist n o n v io le n t th e a te r. R e vo lu tio n means the end o f v io le n c e . Change the v io le n c e in to r e v o lu tio n . This was our message. know th a t this th e ate r helped raise the le ve l o f G ay
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consciousness in Pittsburgh and has helped to b rin g peo p le o u t b u t vve have n o t y e t brought our message to the p e o p le . Perhaps we c a n 't and perhaps there w ill be no need to . The message is w ritte n on the sky. L a tely I have th o ug h t more and more about G a y communes and rura l c o lle c tiv e s , e s p e c ia lly o f the idea o f form ing G ay a g ric u ltu ra l c o o p e ra tiv e v illa g e s w here crops co u ld be grow n, lif e liv e d and even c h ild re n looked a fte r. But there is a Buddhist typ e o f problem : does one seek a
personal n irvan a or plunge o neself where the su ffe rin g is deepest? It is a personal c h o ic e and one th a t events w ill make for many o f us. We are fo rtu n a te in such times in h a vin g our G ay consciousness. We a re , or should be, a lrea d y beyond the major hangups o f male ch auvinism and G ay c r itic s have been fo rth rig h t in p o in tin g o u t th a t M arxism and the N e w Left re ly h e a v ily on s tra ig h t male dom inance and the d e ific a tio n o f the nu cle a r fa m ily . We have no reason to be hungup on the 9 to 5 jo b , the suburban home and the tw o -c a r garage or even a car o f any k in d . M any Gays seem to be in cre a sin g ly ab n eg a tin g the idea o f one day s e ttlin g down to liv e h a p p ily ever a fte r w ith one's p e rfe ct lo v e r: some how th a t whole idea seems to have a genesis in the ca p ita lis t dream somewhere. M ost o f us have acquired a considerable measure o f independence, and we have learned to c ritiq u e ourselves and so cie ty in a way in w hich I b e lie v e the heterosexual man has not had to fa c e . We must use these a b ilitie s in the best way we can in accordance w ith our in d iv id u a l consciousness. A t a tim e when M other Earth News is a d visin g its readers to hole up w ith the w ife and kiddies in the co u n try somewhere w ith a year's supply o f food ( a v a il able from th e ir advertisers a t $525 per person) and re pel a ll comers w ith a shotgun, some sanity w ill be needed. We d o n 't have to be "as good as" stra ig h t people or "b e tte r" than s tra ig h t people; we just have to be ourselves and a cce p t n o thing less than th a t r ig h t. We must be b ro th e rly to our G ay Brothers and Sisters, and we must try to be b ro th e rly to our stra ig h t brothers and sisters, to o . In many ways, th e ir oppression is worse than ours as they are o n ly just b e g in n in g to d is cover th a t they are indeed oppressed. Most im portant o f a ll, as society begins to reco n stru ct its e lf we must be th e re . We ca n n ot c lin g to the c o a tta ils o f S o c ia l ism or M arxism or any o ther -ism in return for the pro mise o f a good d e a l. We w ill o n ly be cheated and d is a p p o in te d . We must stand on our own two fe e t and d ic ta te our own terms. In the m eantim e, w hether on the farm or in the soupline may our consciousness co n tin u e to be raised and may a hundred flow ers bloom . John Upson R .D . 2 Pottstown, PA
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TW O TAIJB5 OK NEW SODOM SOME OF JW BESTFR1ENJS ARECEDAR TREES I'm w ritin g this from my room in our f la t in "th e H a ig h t." W e 've been liv in g here in San Francisco for about a month and, at this p o in t, have fu lly adjusted to b ig - c ity liv in g (except fo r a fe w new n e g a tive insights and awarenesses about c itie s th a t c o n ta c t w : th the coun try has g iv e n us— or me, since I b e lie v e A rth u r has had these awarenesses fo r a long tim e ). I'm just b e g in n in g to re a lly e njoy liv in g in San Francisco and to fe e l my s e n s e -o f-s e lf re tu rn in g a fte r spending o ve r two years in S e a ttle w h ic h is c u ltu r a lly an in c re d ib le w asteland. A c t u a lly , this is our second stay in San F rancisco. We came o u t here alm ost three years ago when we aban doned N e w Y o rk for w h a t, o u t o f ig n o ra n ce , we thought was the prim e va l w ilderness o f C a lifo r n ia . We q u ic k ly learned th a t this w asn't go in g to be the p lace and set o ff on a jo u rn e y through B ritish C olum bia and A la ska in search o f la n d . A fte r a to ta l o f three months and w ith d w in d lin g cash, we plopped sown in S e a ttle and soon se ttle d in to 9 -5 id io t o ffic e jobs w ith the hopes o f a c c u m u la tin g enough cash to go land h u n ting again and to buy a p ie c e o f land o u trig h t (we d id n 't w ant any m ort gages because we d id n 't w ant to spend the rest o f our liv e s as enslaved em ployees). So we worked and worked and stashed e v e ry th in g a w a y.
A fte r about a year we met another G ay man named Bob, who was interested in our ideas about b u yin g land and form ing an a ll- G a y c o m m u n ity. Together we formed a p a rtnership ca l led "The W ierd Sisters Partnership" w ith c o n tra c t and a l l . When summer cam e, we w e n t land h u n tin g in northeastern W ashington, and by September we found ourselves, by v irtu e o f our membership in the W e ird Sisters, the owners o f fo rty acres o f forest land — to ta l cost $5400 cash on the lin e . N o w the name "N e w Sodom" had som ething co n cre te to be attached to . W ith deed in hand, we s e ttle d back fo r the w in te r in to the z o m b ie -lik e existe n ce S e a ttle had to o ffe r us. Sometime at the b e g in n in g o f the fo llo w in g June and a fte r q u ittin g our jo b , A rth u r and I packed up our VW and drove o u t to N e w Sodom w ith the in te n tio n o f spend in g the e n tire summer th e re . Bob rem ained a t his job in the c it y , his in te re s t in the land h a vin g d w in d le d co n s id e ra b ly .
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In retro sp e ct, I c a n 't h e lp b u t have re a lly good fe e l ings about N e w Sodom, and I'm aware o f a g ro w ing sense o f se cu rity a t the th o ug h t o f h a vin g th a t land o u t there to go to . The life s ty le o f co m p le te dependence on " th e system" th a t c itie s o ffe r is w hat makes me fe e l th is about the la n d . I fe e l ve ry v u ln e ra b le h e re . I th in k this is because e v e ry th in g th a t I'v e ever known and been ta u gh t to trust or take fo r granted in my u p b rin g in g as a c h ild o f the c it y I can now see c ru m b lin g in to dust a ll around
The tim e I spent at N e w Sodom was very h ard, and I rem ained ve ry a lo o f from the land for alm ost my e n tire stay o f two and a h a lf months (A rth u r stayed fo r three and a h a lf months— I fle d back to N e w Y o rk in A u g u st). I refused to extend m yself to the land a t a ll, mostly b e cause I was very frig h te n e d by i t . It was a ll c o m p le te ly fo re ig n to me ( i t w a sn 't lik e any b u n galow co lo n y I ever s a w !), and a fte r spending the last two years in drudgery in S e a ttle , I had n e ith e r the strength nor the desire to adjust to som ething so r a d ic a lly new . I f e lt I needed a break from la b o rin g , and a ll I co u ld see in N e w Sodom was labor o f the hardest kin d I'd ever e n co un te re d. D ig g in g s h it-h o le s , c o o kin g on a tem peram ental s in g le burner kerosene stove, fig h tin g o ff mosquitos, and just g e ttin g from one p la ce to another through overgrow n and unmarked forest was co m p le te ly o ve rw h e lm in g . A fte r about a m onth, we h it on something th a t estab lished a ro u tin e fo r our days— the b u ild in g o f a log tool shed. W ith Bradford A n g ie r's How To B u ild Y our Home in the Woods in hand, we set to w o rk . (This book has many fa u lts , as we la te r d isco ve re d . The a ll- t im e best book w e 'v e discovered is a lit t le known pam phlet c a lle d B u ild in g W ith Logs, a v a ila b le at the Shorey Bookstore, 815 T hird A v e . , S e a ttle , W A 98104, i t costs $ 2 .5 0 .) Each d a y , w e 'd c o lle c t lo g s--m o stly fa lle n ones th a t re mained o ff the ground and so seasoned w ith o u t r o ttin g — peel them , notch them , and n a il them in p la c e . The shed was to be about seven fe e t by e ig h t fe e t, and we averaged about two layers o f logs each d a y . O u r w ork day was p rim a rily determ ined by the sun, b u t I thought i t in te re stin g to note th a t most o f the w ork on the shed was done betw een 9 a .m . and 5 p .m . N o d o u bt th is was the result o f c o n d itio n in g by school and la te r by our form er jobs. By the tim e I le f t fo r N e w Y o rk , the w a lls and c e ilin g beams were p re tty much co m p le te d , and when I re tu rn e d , e x a c tly a month la te r, A rth u r hod c u t o u t and framed the doorw ay and la id down the cedar poles fo r the ro o f and flo o r.
O u r fin a l two weeks on the land (before we expected the A utum n rains to b e g in ) were spent la y in g ta r paper o ver the ro o f and flo o r, and f illin g the s iza b le cracks betw een logs w ith c e m e n t. We wasted a t least f if t y pounds o f cem ent b efore we were a b le to master the pro cess to the p o in t where the cem ent w ould stay in p lace and not fa ll through the c ra c k s . W ith the c h in k in g f in ished, we w ent to the m ill in tow n and p icke d up some b e a u tifu l m ill-e n d s from the dump to b u ild the door w ith . M ills waste an in c re d ib le amount o f usable w ood, most o f w h ich they feed in to those d e sp ica ble w igw am burners w h ich f i l l the b e a u tifu l co u n try a ir w ith brow n cru d , not to m ention the rep u lsive o d o r. M ills also u sually have a designated dum ping area where they stash unm arketable pieces o f m ille d wood c a lle d m ill—ends. D u rin g the course o f the summer, we saw one to o l shed b u ilt e n tire ly from mi 11-ends, and one lo d g e -size d log house, the u p per le v e l o f w h ich was b u ilt o f m ill-e n d s . The door th a t we made from the wood we found a t the dump is in c re d ib ly sturdy and tru ly b e a u tifu l— each pie ce h a vin g sea soned to a d iffe re n t c o lo r. Unseasoned, n e w ly m ille d pieces are also a v a ila b le at the dumps, and most m ills are more than happy to le t people c a rt away th e i r " r e fu s e ," since i t means less w ork fo r them . I remember September 14th as the day we secured the door in p la ce and so fin ish e d the shed. I rem err^er step p in g back and ta k in g it a ll in : a pathw ay w in d in g down the slope through the forest and op e ning in to the small c le a rin g just o ff o f w h ich stood the log structu re raised two fe e t o f f the ground on fo u r creosoted cedar posts, surrounded by darkness and the bare ebony trunks o f to w e rin g cedar and tam arack tree s. The firs t th in g th a t came in to my mind was L ittle Red R id in g Hood slip p in g through the forest and com ing across a lit t le c o tta g e in the deepest, darkest part o f the fo re st. It was a ll a tru ly e n ch a n tin g v is io n . The n e xt (our last) day at N e w Sodom was spent p u tz ing around and ta k in g it easy. We d id a lit t le e x p lo rin g and discovered th a t the p la ce w here we had struggled through our firs t summer was a c tu a lly the darkest, c o ld est, and w e tte st part o f the la n d , and th a t as lit t le as one hundred fe e t away it was c o m p le te ly d iffe re n t. We saw v e ry lit t le sun d u rin g the summer because o f the th ic k trees th a t shaded our cam psite, but just the o th er side o f the spring there were numerous cle a rin g s where the sun shone a ll d a y . You co u ld see the surrounding mountains to the west and north to Canada through the trees th a t sway a ll day in the m ountain breezes. We found this one spot th a t seemed to draw us to i t — a c le a r in g drenched in sun and backed by a lush fo re st, sloping u p h ill. Below i t we co u ld see the mountains through the trees, and around the c le a rin g stood three ta ll b irch e s, clusters o f bushy Douglas maples, and ta ll suc c u le n t grasses. We sat there fo r a fe w hours. I began to fe e l ve ry strong vibes from the p la c e — sexual vib e s. It was the firs t tim e in my lif e I'd ever been aware o f fe e lin g e ro tic towards non-hum an b e in g s. The trees, the w in d , the b rig h t orange b u tte rflie s and birds w h ich I co u ld see g lid in g through the branches o ve rh e a d — e v e ry th in g started to take on a ve ry surreal q u a lity and seemed a liv e w ith the grace o f slo w -m o tio n pho to g ra p hy. I smoked a jo in t, took o f f my c lo th e s , lay back on a lo g ,
and came a ll o ve r the p la c e — w elcom e to the site o f our new house. It s ve ry easy to get in to euphoric visions on paper, e s p e c ia lly when w ritin g about things in re tro sp e ct. I know th a t my e xp e rie n ce o f th a t spot on N e w Sodom was very d e fin ite ly m agical and re a l, but I also remember the v iv id r e a lity o f the d if f ic u lt times to o . It a ll seems very d ista n t now th a t we are here in San F rancisco. C ity liv in g is re a lly the o n ly lif e I'v e e ver knOwn, and despite a ll its draw backs, fa m ilia r ity w ith i t does g ive me a c e rta in sense o f id e n tity . I co u ld never say th a t I intend to spend the rest o f my lif e d o in g som ething w h ich I know alm ost n o thing about a t this p o in t. This is how I fe e l about liv in g a t N e w Sodom fu ll tim e . I ’ ve heard o f too many in cid e n ts w here people co m m it themselves b lin d ly to m oving o u t onto the land w ith o u t any real know ledge o f w here th e ir own heads are a t and h aving i t end u n s a tis fa c to rily and sometimes disastrously fo r the la n d . O u r im m ediate plans in terms o f the land are to spend the next few summers on i t — as many summers as i t takes to get a cquainted w ith the land and to b u ild ourselves a log house. There is no rush on a n y th in g , w h ich I th in k is g ood. A fte r the house is b u ilt , I d o n 't re a lly know w hat w ill happen. A rth u r feels he w ould lik e to liv e up there fu ll tim e . I c a n 't say th a t th a t's w hat I'd lik e to do a t this p o in t, b u t I have th o ug h t about spending an e n tire seasons' c y c le up there and fe e lin g o u t what th a t's lik e . I re a lly fe e l a sense o f c o n fid e n ce in the way w e 're both d e a lin g w ith the la n d , m ainly because I know it's a ll co m ing , not as a re su lt o f some sense o f o b lig a tio n or a ch ie ve m e n t, b u t from b e in g in touch w ith our own fe e lin g s and needs and our concern fo r the su rviva l and preservation o f the liv in g la n d . As long as we co n tin u e going about things in this w a y— seeing things in p er sp e ctive and not o v e r-e x te n d in g ourselves— I th in k the re la tio n s h ip th a t develops betw een the land and each o f us w ill be b e n e fic ia l to us a ll, in a d d itio n to be in g an in c re d ib ly m in d -b lo w in g e xp e rie n c e . i<f, •
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THINGS THAT 0 0 BUMP IN THE NIGHT Joy and I spent the las* sjm m er liv in g in te n ts, fo r th e re w ere as y e t no structures in N e w Sodom w h ic h consists o f fo rty acres o f dense forest land on the side o f a m o u n ta in , w ith no access e xce p t an o ld overgrow n Jeep tr a il th a t ends a t our boundary lin e . D u rin g th e month of A jg u s t, Jay le ft N e w Sodom and w e n t b a ck to N e w Y o rk C ity to v is it his fa m ily and r e o c q u a in t h im s e lf w ith his b ig - c ity past. For a m onth— th iry - o n e long days— I w ould be alo n e in the deep s i le n c e , liv in g in the midst o f a d a rk cedar forest and surrounded by the d e e r, grouse, and bear whose t e r r i to ry we had in v a d e d . I returned one day from shopping in the nearest tow n (seven m iles a w a y ), and was sta rtle d to see th a t several holes, large c la w - s iz e , had been torn in to the low er side o f the te n t, near the fro n t e n tra n ce . I had made the m istake o f le ttin g some c u t - o f f b ro c c o li stems in the te n t, wrapped in c e llo p h a n e . O f course, I knew th a t a ll o rg a n ic le fto v e rs must be returned im m e d ia te ly , or they w ould a ttra c t scavengers. But I had slip p e d up this tim e , and one o f the anim al people had come to v is it me w h ile I was g o n e. C ould i t have been a b e a r? I d id n 't kn o w , b u t I was alw ays in fe a r o f e n co u n te rin g a bear in N e w Sodom, since the berries and brush they e a t grow in profusion on our la n d , and th e ir sh it was scattered a ll o ve r the p la c e . The in c id e n t rem inded me o f how scared I re a lly was to be there a lo n e w ith o u t my b e lo ve d J a y . I d id n 't know th a t a gre a te r scare was s t ill to com e.
There were alw ays strange anim al sounds in the n ig h t in N e w Sodom, b u t we had come to liv e w ith th e m . O ne o f the firs t was a loud "w hoosh, whoosh" noise (lik e some kin d o f g ia n t b lo w in g its nose), fo llo w e d by the heavy v ib ra tio n s o f m oving fe e t, w h ich we co u ld fe e l through the th in te n t flo o r. We subsequently discovered th a t deer were the source o f these, and we came to enjoy h e aring th e m . The deer were enormous and strong, brown a ll o v e r , e xce p t fo r th e ir long w h ite ta ils . O n c e , w h ile I was w o rk in g on sawing a lo g , I saw two or three o f them c a su a lly g ra z in g , not more than a hundred fe e t a w a y . They were g ra ce fu l and lo v e ly neighbors.
N o , i t w a sn 't the fa m ilia r deer sounds th a t was to g ive me one o f the greatest scares o f my lif e . The e ve n t h ap pened one n ig h t in th a t lo n e ly A u g u st. A fte r I had been asleep fo r a few hours, I was suddenly awakened by two lo u d , p ie rc in g , b lo o d -c u rd lin g screams th a t sounded lik e they came from about tw enty to th irty fe e t away from the te n t. I sat up w ith a b o lt. I co u ld fe e l every pore in my body o p e n .
The sweat was pouring down my body in
lit t le streams, m aking my down sle e p in g bag stic k y and w e t. M y G o d , I th o ug h t, w hat is i t ? I was a fra id it w o uld smell th a t I was a fra id . I remembered a co n ve rsa tio n I had had a few days b e fo re w ith a n eighbor who said bew are i f you ever hear w hat sounds lik e a woman scream ing, because it's a m ountain lio n . T hat's w h a t i t sounded lik e . The screams had a c a t - lik e h ue. I was scared sh itle ss. Being fresh from the c it y , I had had alm ost no e xp e rie n ce ca m p in g , and here I was alone in the m iddle o f the forest w ith nobody around fo r m iles. Was the anim al s ta lk in g m e? I remembered the in c id e n t o f a fe w days before when I found c la w marks on the te n t, and I had h o rrifie d visions o f a m ountain lio n te a r ing its way in to the te n t, and h a vin g me fo r supper. I th o ug h t o f run n in g to S ch m u tzig , our trusty V W bug, who was parked a t the end o f the jeep tr a il th a t borders on our la n d . But th a t was hundreds o f yards a w a y. The a n i mal m ight pounce on me before I got th e re . I turned on my fla s h lig h t, and h u rrie d ly paged through Bradford A n g ie r's book How To Stay A liv e in the W oods. W hat a laughable sig h t I must have b e e n! G o d , I'm such an a c a d e m ic . A n y w a y , I found the se ctio n on w h a t-to -d o -w h e n -y o u -e n c o u n te r-a -b e a s t: Keep c o o l, and ta lk to the a n im a l. Some h e lp ! (A c tu a lly , e x p e ri enced people say th a t th a t's w h a t you should d o ; anim als p ic k up ve ry q u ic k ly on yo u r v ib e s .) W e ll, I w asn't about to go o u t and say, "H e re , k it t y , k it t y " to a moun ta in lio n . T urn in g on the fla s h lig h t gave me an id e a . I remem bered th a t a ll anim als o f the forest are te rrifie d o f f ir e . I h u rrie d ly put on pants and shoes, ran o u t o f the te n t armed w ith my trusty Redcross k n ife , and b u ilt the q u ic k est ca m p fire I'v e e ve r made in my lif e . F o rtu n a te ly , there was a huge p ile o f d ry cedar b a rk n earby, le ft over
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from o ur w o rk on b u ild in g a lo g to o l shed. I dumped the shavings in to the fir e p it , and l i t a m atch . W o n d e rfu l! A b rig h t y e llo w lig h t shed its p ro te c tiv e aura o ve r the w h o le ca m p site , w h ile I grabbed the Swedish band saw and q u ic k ly c u t up a mound o f h e fty logs, and threw them o nto the f ir e . For me, a t th a t tim e , the o n ly s ig n ific a n t d iffe re n c e b etw een humans and o th e r anim als was th a t we co u ld make a f ir e . The a n c ie n t myth o f Prometheus passed through my m ind: the g if t o f fir e was a g if t from the gods. T hat n ig h t hod an u n ca n n y, m agical q u a lity to i t . The sh riek o f a w ild a n im a l, my fe a r, the d a rk o f the fo re s t, and then th e d iv in e f ir e . Com forted by the fir e , I was f in a lly a b le to fa ll asleep, and had an uncanny dre a m .
I dreamed th a t I was a young woman who was be in g held c a p tiv e by the p o lic e . The pigs were kee p in g me in some k in d o f cam p. They had drugged me and were to rm e n tin g me by the sounds o f some w ild a n im al they ke p t n e a rb y . Then the scene s h ifte d . I was a ve ry o ld m an. I was in a w o o d -p a n e le d room th a t looked lik e a lib ra ry o r stu d y. Some k in d o f tr ia l was in progress in the room n e x t door in w h ich a p o lice m a n was charged w ith som ething in sidious (I d o n 't remember w h a t). I was to be a witness fo r the prosecution against the c o p . But just b e fore I was c a lle d on to te s tify , my f o lio , c o n ta in in g c a re fu lly docum ented e vid e n ce against the p ig , was m issing. I knew the cops o r th e ir agents had stolen i t . I was in a q u a nd ry: Should I te s tify a n yw a y, re ly in g on my m em ory? As I was pondering the q u e stio n , my eyes scanned the w a lls o f the room . There were in s c rip tio n s in g o ld on the w a lls , th e w ay there some tim es are in p u b lic b u ild in g s . O ne o f them ca u g ht my e ye : " L e t the word be spoken, and the tru th made k n o w n ." I d e cid e d to te s tify , and entered the c o u rt room , a t w h ic h p o in t I w oke u p . This dream was v e ry im p o rta n t fo r me because I knew i t had to do w ith my a ttitu d e tow ard the land and how I w ould c o n tin u e to re la te to i t . W hen Jay and I firs t le ft N e w Y o rk n e a rly three years ago to go land h u n t in g , I turned my b a ck on my lif e as a w o u ld -b e a c a dem ic and a c it y - d w e lle r . I gave away n e a rly a ll my books. Jay and I le f t the c it y to lo o k fo r land in the co u n try and to b e g in a re v o lu tio n a ry new life s ty le .
But betw een the tim e we le ft N e w Y o rk and the tim e we f in a lly bought the la n d , I had fa lle n bock in to the h a b it o f sch o la rly re a d in g , forced in to it by the drab and u n in v itin g so cia l scene o f S e a ttle , where we were liv in g . In the process, I had come across a lo t o f p ro v o c a tiv e m ate ria l in h istory and an thro p o lo g y h a vin g to do w ith G ay p e o p le . M uch o f this s tu ff deals w ith the people c a lle d "w itc h e s " in the M id d le A ges. I was e x c ite d by these d isco ve rie s, b u t at the same tim e I was to rn : on the one hand, I wanted to g iv e up c ity a d d ic tions and liv e a sim ple communal ru ra l e xiste n ce; on the o th er hand, I knew this m ate ria l about G ay people was p o te n tia lly e xp lo sive and should be worked up in to a b o o k. I was also to rn In ano th e r w a y : I d id n 't lik e the s e lf-c e n te re d , book-w orm ish p a rt o f my p e rs o n a lity , and wanted to be lib e ra te d from th a t, d e v o tin g more energy to c u ltiv a tin g personal re la tio n sh ip s; I thought it would be easier to do th a t in the c o u n try . The dream rem inded me th a t a very deep p a rt o f my p e rso n a lity was com m itted to study and research and th a t I had d e veloped a strong h is to ric a l case against the p ig society in w h ich a ll G ay people liv e . The te rrib le fear o f the anim al th a t n ig h t and the d a rk loneliness o f the forest had jo lte d me, a llo w in g deep fe e lin g s to come to the su rfa ce . In a w a y, I fe lt as i f I had been v is ite d by an anim al s p ir it, and th a t the land its e lf was te llin g me i t was okay to keep and cherish the part o f my personal ity th a t loved study and req u ire d urban support. I re a liz e d th a t I w asn't faced w ith an e ith e r/o r situ a tio n . Jay and I co u ld spend part o f each year liv in g in the c o u n try , w o rkin g tow ard the goal o f rura l s e lf-s u f fic ie n c y , and part o f the year in the c it y , m eeting our urban needs. I no longer f e lt g u ilty o ve r my urban needs. I d id n 't fe e l th a t sa tisfyin g them was some kind o f p o litic a l c o p -o u t. A few days a fte r I was scared by the a n im a l, I d is covered from a lo ca l resident th a t w ild cats do indeed prow l in the area o f N e w Sodom, b u t th a t they are harmless to humans. In fa c t, the scream may even have come from n o thing more te rr ify in g than a s c re e c h -o w l. In retro sp e ct, I fe e l a lit t le s illy about my m elodram atic re a c tio n . Y e t, I also fe e l I learned something v a lu a b le
A rth u r is w ritin g a series o f a rtic le s /e x p lo ra tio n s based on his research in to w itc h c r a ft. The a rtic le s are app ea rin g as a series in Fag Rag ($ox 331, K e n more S ta ., Boston, M A 0221 5) b e g in n in g w ith the rece n t Christmas Blasphemy Issue.
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AN INTRODUCTION TO SLA B ART— A tree is a liv in g b e in g .
Trees supply our lif e b re a th ,
our a ir . I t is v ita l to remember th is when in te ra c tin g w ith our green le a fy frie n d s . N o t just id e o lo g ic a lly , b u t when one plants on e , k ills o n e , eats o n e , o r gives o f one's s e lf to the p la n t kingdom ( lik e com posting y o u r s h it). In o th e r words, we should d e ve lo p a day to day res p e ct fo r these d e lic a te selfless crea tu re s. A good p lace to w ork on this is by using wood th a t w o uld otherw ise be w asted. Here are some sources i know o f fo r fin d in g re c y c le -a b le w ood: (1 ) O cean and G re a t Lake beaches are o f ten c o v ered w ith h e a lth y logs and d riftw o o d . (2 ) F a lle n and unused butchered trees can be used as poles, beams, a n d . . .th e am bitious one can make ru s tic boards from them . (3 ) O ld barns and shacks o fte n c o n ta in fin e , usable h is to ric w ood. (4 ) S aw m ills o fte n have unusable, rough wood w h ich th e y h a p p ily g iv e a w a y . Slabs are the b a rk y , o u ter p a rt o f trees, usually they are d isca rd e d . Slabs can supply a constant source o f fin e w ood, fo r one who can transport them to th e ir w ork a re a . A sa w m ill exists near our northern M innesota home ste a d. That's where i firs t discovered th is source o f w o o d , and i shall never fo rg e t the experiences i had w h ile w o rk in g w ith slabs. Every slab is u n iq u e , and they are cast a w ay from the s tra ig h t, c a lc u la te d c u t boards. Being a t tim es an o u t cast m yself (fro m m yself), i found g re a t pleasure and s tim u la tio n w h ile w o rkin g w ith slabs. W e made re g u la r trip s to th e s a w m ill, choosing par tic u la r slabs fo r special uses. For b u ild in g a treehouse fram e i chose th ic k cedar ones. For b u ild in g lit t le boxes i chose th in barkless ones. There were tw o shelters com pleted last y e a r, b u ilt e n tire ly o f slabs. O ne was a tria n g u la r g oat shed. In b u ild in g the g oat shed, we p laced three 7 -fo o t poles in the e a rth . Then a ll the poles were brought to g eth e r by lashing sm aller lim bs to the ve ry tops. B a lin g tw in e was used to lash a ll po le s.
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N e x t poles were tie d to the co m e rs, a t an a n g le u p w a rd s .. .w h e re they u n ite a t a c e n te r p o in t. G ia n t logs were p la ce d on the e a rth , betw een the co rn e r posts.
Slabs were then n a ile d to the logs, and th e lashed pol es. This com pleted the w a lls .
F in a lly , a ta rp was throw n o ve r the to p , and tie d se cu re ly to the lashed p o l e s . ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ j ^ S ^ f i P
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Take heed, though, reader, to you a w arning before we can b e g in , That- this co u ld happen to any o f yonder w histlers on the w in d
was a tim e , once upon ago, when a ll the land fo r manyabouts was ca u g ht in the grips o f a curious sameness- A nd fo r this strange fe e lin g there arose not a sin g le q u e stion , for the sameness spread to the people to o , and not just the houses and the streets and the v a lle y s . O n e such v a lle y flo w e d fo r many a m ile betw een steep and ta ll rid ge s, c u ttin g i t o ff q u ite severely from the u s u a lly f la t c o u n try s id e . A d w e lle r here w ould o f ten fin d h irs e lf tra v e llin g fo r many days to reach one end or the o th e r. The plains surrounding the v a lle y were also a ffe c te d by this sameness. I t had the fe e lin g o f b e in g borne o f a curse, for n o th in g ever changed as things are g ive n to in n a tu re . It hung upon the trees, w h ic h were a ll o f equal h e ig h t and k in d . A b lu e -g ra y haze was the usual aspect o f the sky. N e v e r d id rain or snow come to the v a lle y . It was ra re ly known to get ve ry h o t, or v e ry c o ld , fo r th a t m a tte r. This was the land c a lle d Fanganoor. Emm and C ee, w h ic h are w hat my friends were c a lle d and are c a lle d s t ill, had liv e d in Fanganoor fo r as long as they co u ld rem em ber. They stood b a re ly three fe e t h ig h , and were never known to grow o r shrink an in c h . T h e ir size was just rig h t fo r them to liv e beneath the roots o f a huge o ld p ine tree whose roots had grown over the rem ains o f fa lle n tim b e r. Long ago the dead wood ro tte d a w a y, le a v in g the roots spreading o u t in to the g ro u n d . This formed a h o llo w b e n e a th , w ith just the proper number o f windows and doors. Emm and Cee were d e lig h te d w ith th e ir ro o t home when they found i t . A f te r a b it o f tid y in g up and brushing o f f the moss, they had a q u ie t forest h id e a w a y .
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W hat a p la ce it was! T a ll pine trees shaded a forest flo o r bedded in shamrocks. They had a ll the furry friends they needed to c a ll o n 'w he n they were lo n e ly . A n d there was a curious way o f c a rry in g on w ith a ll the anim als around them . Instead o f ta lk in g as most fo lks d id , Emm and Cee w ould w h is tle . Through the needles the w in d w ould w a ft th e ir notes. The gayest tunes were heard in the trees when they w h istle d to each o th e r. But best o f a ll, Emm had Cee and Cee had Emm. W hen one was u p , the o th er was d o w n . T ogether they w e n t sid e w ays. Y e t the times were not alw ays the best fo r the tree d w e lle rs . There was a fa in t uneasiness in the a ir . O f tentim es the birds w ould w h is tle a mysterious song w hich made everyone lis te n . Emm and Cee w ondered, e s p e cia l ly a t these tim es, w hat the w a rb le c o u ld mean. For the w ind brought the message o f a c o ld gray mist about the plains and a curious sameness e ve ryw h e re . "W h a t co u ld this b e , " said Emm to C ee, " th a t c h ills th e ir voice s so? T h e y're te llin g o f a frig h tfu l la n d . I w onder, should we g o ? " " N o t I , " said C ee, and slapped a kn e e . " N o t ever w ill I roam . That land I know is W ic k e d e e . It's fa r away from h o m e ."
They knew o b it o f whot the birds song, fo r long ago had spread the word o f the d re a d fu l Marmosets o f W ic k e d e e . They were stunted, curious creatures w ith sp indly legs and po in ted noses. This made them look q u ite lik e p lucked c h ic k e n s . M o re , they a ll looked the same. It was said th a t mysterious and frig h tfu l doings w ent on in W ic k e d e e , and th a t they were fo lks to stay away fro m . W e ll, Emm was never one to pay much a tte n tio n to w hat co had been to ld . Co thought th a t i t was q u ite s illy to be a fra id o f somewhere th a t y o u 'v e never been
unkept fo r y e a 's . Here they met no tra ve le rs, for it was said th a t there was n o th in g safe outside the v a lle y w h ich w o uld in te re st an yo ne . A n yo n e , th a t is, except Emm and C ee, who had an immense c u rio s ity fo r fin d in g o u t w h a t the land o f W icke d e e co u ld hold in store. Indeed, the closer they cam e, the more fearless and e xcite d they g o t. A t la st, a fte r n e a rly a f u ll moon o f tr a v e llin g , they reached the end o f the p la in , w h ich signaled the b e g in n in g o f the land o f W ic k e d e e . Here the fie ld s merged in to a lin e o f woods e x te n d in g to the east and west as fa r as they co u ld see. As they entered the trees they n o tice d th a t the forest becam edarker and th ic k e r. N o t a hum m ingbird w h is tle or squirrel c h a tte r was to be heard. In fa c t, there were no signs th a t any creatures liv e d in the woods a t a l l . . . .
fo r unless you go, how w ould you ever know w h a t a p la ce was lik e . To this Cee had no good answer, but w a sn 't y e t c o n v in c e d ; "B u t Emm, my frie n d , I just d o n 't know , w hat co u ld b e fa ll us i f we g o . We m ight fo rg e t the w h is tle sweet we sing to a ll the birds we m eet, or worse, to go w here strange w inds b lo w th a t m ig h t, perhaps, cause us to g ro w !"
"W h a t h o !" they sang, as up they came to the land o f W ic k e d e e . " W e 'v e made i t fa st, w e 're here a t la st, and now , the m ystery! "
A nd Emm's re p ly : " A c h a n ce , a chance w e 'll have to fa k e . W e 're not alone yo u know , fo r I'v e g o t you and y o u 'v e g o t me, so to g eth e r le t us g o ." A lit t le courage was a ll they needed to g e t them on the ro a d . They closed the shutters o f th e ir p in e tree home, bade fa re w e ll to a ll th e ir frie n d s , and w h istle d g o o d-b ye to the birds o ve rh e a d .
Emm and Cee were not q u ite sure w h ich way to tu rn . There were many paths in the woods, a ll o f w h ich looked the same. N o anim als were about to g iv e a h in t w h ich way to g o . W h a t there was, how ever, was a fa m ilia r odor w h ich came to them from the w est. Could i t b e ? It sm elled lik e ve g e ta b le stew ! So th e ir b e llie s said to fo llo w th e ir noses, and o ff to the west they w e n t. Soon they came upon a c le a rin g in the fo re st. There in its c e n te r was a tin y log house, w ith one side covered in sod up to th e ro o f. In fro n t stood a sp in d ly o ld w o .m an s lo w ly s tirrin g a huge v a t o f soup. " A h a !" she c rie d , tu rn in g around to meet th e m . " I 'v e been e x p e ctin g y o u ." Emm and Cee were q u ite taken aback at hea rin g th is , fo r they c o u ld n 't im a gine who to ld her they were co m in g . "The c ro w s ," th e woman w ent on, "th e crow s. They to ld me y o u 'v e come to solve the r id d le o f the b ird s. Y o u 'v e got a rough tr ip ahead, so best you eat some stew to keep yo u r stre n g th . I'm an o ld , o ld Marm oset you see, lo n g ago cast o u t fo r my strange ways. But ever since the w iz a rd 's s p e ll, the ways o f W icke d e e have been s tra n g e r."
For days they w a lk e d . A t dusk th e y rested. Emm am Cee had fo rg o tte n how many nights had been spent b e neath the stars. The u p rig h t heads o f the pine trees seemed to reach fo re ve r towards th e s k y . They huddled to g eth e r on such n ig h ts, w ish in g a t tim es fo r a fa m ilia r w h is tle , th rille d a t times fo r b e in g on such an a dven tu re . T hroughout the tr ip they n o tice d many o f the mysteries o f w h ic h the birds w h is tle d . The e n tire la n d scape was c u rio u s ly the same. A ll the o th e r trave le rs they met were p e c u lia rly q u ie t, g iv in g n o thing more than a handw ave in passing. L ike w ise , when they c lim b e d o u t onto the p la in above Fanganoor, there were miles and miles o f f la t brown fie ld s , w h ich looked
N o w Cee was fir s t to make re p ly , Co asked o f h ir , "B u t w h y, o h , why could anyone w ant to take this land and make i t sad, or make i t b la n d ? |.
W e 'v e come so fa r from Fanganoor, w a lke d many a m ile to reach yo u r d o o r. A nd now you te ll o f a w icke d man, who's brought a sameness to this la n d ." Emm was next to say a w o rd, "There's nary a cre a tu re , not even a b ird . How could anyone cast a spell to make this p la ce u n fit to d w e ll ? "
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" I see y o u 're q u ic k and b r ig h t , " re p lie d the w om an. "A n d so was th is w iz a rd . He's long dead now , b u t his m agic l : ves on and o n . N o one can remetrber w hat i t was lik e b e fore the s p e ll. O n ly the birds who fle d from W ic k e d e e know w hat was here b e fo re . A n d it's a rare one th a t can ta lk to the b ird s, you k n o w . I f I were yo u , I'd have some stew , then go lo o k fo r the w iz a rd 's h u t. It's down th is path a fe w days o n . Perhaps there you w ill fin d the c lu e , to make our lands a liv e and n e w ." So eat they d id , then bade th e woman a warm fa re w e ll. A g a in i t was to be a lo n g road ahead, and per haps the b iggest adventure o f a l l .
So this th e y d id . I t had been a long tim e since they p ra c tic e d th e ir w h istle s. They found to th e ir surprise th a t they were as good as e v e r. In no tim e a t a ll they had co m p le te ly fo rg o tte n th e c o ld and d a rk and were c a rry in g on lik e m eadow larks. Suddenly Emm stopped w h is tlin g and stared past Cee in to the n ig h t. " C e e , oh C ee, lo o k past y o u r kn e e . Y o u 're in fo r a b ig surprise. For rig h t beyond the shadows here is a p a ir o f huge red e y e s !"
So dow n the t r a il they w e n t, w ith eager hearts and throats b u rstin g in song. They were h a vin g such a good tim e , th a t they d id n 't n o tic e the trees g e ttin g th ic k e r ab o ut th e m , o r th e path becom ing narrow and ro u g h . It was w in d in g up and down h ills , o ve r rocks and through streams. In some places the path became d if f ic u lt to make o u t a t a l l . M any moons had passed since anyone had tra v e le d this w a y . But on they tru d g e d , though th e ir fe e t were w e t and sore. It was soon to be d a rk . They had y e t to come across a c le a rin g to bed down fo r the n ig h t. N e v e r b e fore had th e y been in a forest w h ich had no anim als to ta lk to . There was an uneasy fe e lin g in the a ir . F in a lly , too tire d to w a lk o n , they de cid e d to just stop w here they were and s it on the ground u n til m orn in g . N ig h tfa ll came w ith no moon o r sh in in g stars. The blackness came lik e c o a ld u s t. Emm and Cee co u ld not even see each o th e r. " I hope th is n ig h t's a short o n e , C e e ." said Emm in a q u iv e rin g to n e . " I never th o u g h t w e 'd ever be so lost and c o m p le te ly a lo n e ." " N o w d o n 't you f r e t , " came Cee's r e p ly . "W e 're not a lo n e yo u kn o w . W e 'v e g o t each o th e r to sleep b y , and m orning soon w ill show ." " I 'v e g o t an id e a to th a t w o n 't need any Let's w h is tle on the the way we c a ll the
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Sure enough, p ie rc in g the blackness were two g lo w in g fire -e y e s sta rin g s tra ig h t a t them . S lo w ly they began to move a w a y . Emm and Cee both knew a t once th a t they should f o llo w . As i f by m agic they fle w through the n ig h t. N o longer were th e ir fe e t tire d o r sore. N o longer was the path rough o r d if f ic u lt to w a lk . They f o l lowed the red dots through the n ig h t. As da yb re a k cam e, they discovered the eyes belonged to a huge b la c k crow th a t was somehow c a lle d by th e ir w h is tlin g . I t was n e a rly noon when the crow f in a lly stopped fly in g and perched In a p ine tree a t the edge o f a ra v in e . The b ird began to w h is tle w ith a v o ic e o f w is dom and a g e . Co to ld them a mysterious ta le : "L o n g , long ago had the land o f W icke d e e been beset w ith s tr ife . Marmoset was against M arm oset, and a frie n d ly o r c h e e rfu l fa ce was ra re ly to be seen. Every one was o u t fo r them selves, try in g to be b e tte r than the n e x t. A n yo n e who was d iffe re n t in the least was treated ve ry b a d ly . M any people were chased away and had to liv e in the woods. " A w iza rd there was in Marmoset la n d , who hated a ll th is s tr ife . So one day a t the end o f w in te r season he put a spell o ver a ll the la n d . From th a t day o n , e ve ry th in g looked the same. The people acted the same and ta lk e d th e same. N o one was d iffe re n t a nym ore. Worst o f a ll, he locked up Spring in his spell b o x , so th a t no th in g co u ld ever change a g a in in W ic k e d e e . A ll the birds and the anim als fle d from the fo re st. A nd since th is tim e the sameness has been sp reading, so th a t even Fanganoor is becom ing much lik e W ic k e d e e . The o n ly way to break the spell is to fin d the b o x , break the lo c k , and set Spring fr e e . "
And w here was the b o x ? As the cro w fin ish e d h ir ta le , co spread h ir huge wings and d ove in to the ra v in e , fly in g to a ledge on w h ic h stood, most e x tra o rd in a rily , the w i za rd 's spell b o x . In a flash the b ird d isappeared. Down the rocks scram bled Emm and C e e . Very c a re f u lly they c lim b e d to the le d g e . Together they tugged and yanked a t the lo c k u n til a t la st— i t broke fre e . W ith th e ir hearts in th e ir th ro a ts, they c a re fu lly lifte d the lid . O u t in a rush came c lim b in g vin e s, gro w ing flow ers o f every p e tal and c o lo r, d r iftin g aromas o f lif e come new in the fo re s t. A n d best o f a l l — w h is tlin g ! S o ftly i t began, g ro w in g lo u d e r and lo u d e r, u n til the a ir was f ille d w ith tunes o f every harm ony. Soon, a b ird a p peared here and a b ird th e re , sq u irre ls, c h ip m u n k s ,ra c coons, foxes, bears, and rab b its u n til the w h o le ra v in e was fu ll o f creatures come b a ck to th e ir fo re st. Emm and Cee were f ille d w ith jo y and w h istle d on the w in d to a ll th e ir friends a b o u t. Together they sang:
"There's g o t to be a b e tte r way to liv e to g e th e r day by d a y; to w ork and p la y and share the fu n , and sing our songs beneath the sun. A nd though we m ig ht be d iffe re n t now , perhaps to grow o r change somehow; we know w e 'v e g o t a job to d o , and th a t's to make the w o rld brand n e w ."
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The People o f Dream goodbye i t was n ic e kn o w in g you n o th in g more as it's o b vio u sly headed to less and you go w ith less
Day passes in to n ig h t A nd again in to d a y : We are the p e o p le . O u r fire s are b rig h t through the long w in te r; In summer, we w a lk naked in the h ills . We are the people o f dreams. In the n ig h t we sing our dream s. In the b rig h t dawn we dance our dreams. In a good land we liv e , Upon the good earth we are w a lk in g . T w o-le g s and fo u r-le g s and wings o f a ir We liv e in pe a ce. O u r eyes are o ld eyes, Deepset in our sku lls; O u r eyes are th e hooded eyes o f cats O u r eyes are wise w ith the wisdom o f dreams O u r eyes burn w ith the strength o f our dream s.
Running I ran in to a tre e b e fore i t co u ld see me A nd i t h u rt.
Beside our fire s our vo ice s are b rig h t; We sing o ld songs, songs from o ur dreams.
Q u e s tio n and Answer
We sing the ra in from the skies A nd the salmon from the w a te r, The power o f w ild things T hat have not been tam ed.
Can you reach fo r a lim b in the n ig h t? I f a w in d can you w ill i f you tr y ? Can you ca tc h a breath ? W a te r can so w hy c a n 't y o u ? W ill you ever fin d an eg g ? I f you do t e ll me.
D w e lle rs -in -th e -W ild -P la c e s Lords o f the Forest S ile n t Lords o f the M ou n ta in s, Y o u r powers we c a ll; W ith v is ib le form le t us b e hold you As you dance w ith us through th e n ig h t.
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MORE LETTERS Dear RFD, In strange moments when th a t q u ie t descends a lo n g the c o ld snow, w ith o u t the w h isp e ring w in d , I see m yself c o m p le te , u n lik e o th e r days when w inds b le w hot and c o ld passion across my landscape, I was glad to re c e iv e yo u r issue. I t was q u ite e v id e n t th a t a small group o f frien d s put i t to g e th e r. I was not surprised at a ll by the p ie ce ab o ut m other earth news. I have long been disenchanted by th e ir fo lk s ie and o ld tim e y put on and o f course th e ir obvious ra cist and sexist sta n d. O h , there are ads from gay men b u t they are usu a lly o f someone lo o k in g fo r th e ir id e a l. I liv e a lo n e , I fin d th a t I o fte n wish fo r one to share my lif e w ith b u t as a frie n d ; fo r lo v e r is too possessive, a frie n d who loves me is alw ays w e lco m e . I have liv e d by th is c re e k on and o f f fo r o ve r two years, and now th a t I have a job a t the lo c a l m ill i t w ill be more on than o f f . I t seems th a t I have come fu ll c ir c le in ten years from com ing o u t in 64 to b e in g a lo n e in 7 4 . I t is hard to re la te to many people h e re , and I know o f o n ly tw o gay people w ith in 4 0 m ile s . But I have books and music and lum ber and plans to w o rk on the c a b in . W ith lo v e , J im , M en d o cin o C ounty c / o RFD
Being just anorner c o u n try ooy w o u ld e n p y re c e iv in g your newspaper i f yo u have a prisoner fu n d . Yes, fo r cashing an in s u ffic ie n t ch e ck I'v e a lre a d y c o m p ile d three years here in C a lifo rn ia prisons. O ne y e a r because o f the ch e c k and tw o years because they know I'm a h o m o p h ile and because o f th is are refusing me p a ro le . It seems a ll homos are serious threats to s o c ie ty . So may I re c e iv e a copy o f y o u r new spaper? A lso en jo y correspondence w ith o th ers. M lf}
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P. O . Box A w r— San Luis O b isp o , CA 93409 (Subscriptions to RFD are free to a ll inm ates o f prisons and m ental h o s p ita ls . I f you ca re to sponsor a subscrip tio n fo r a prison e r, please le t us k n o w .)
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M any many le tte rs have come in from y o u — too many to p rin t a ll o f th e m . So we chose, e d ite d and trie d to re ta in the essence o f w h a t you were sa yin g . Some o f you gave perm ission to use yo u r address, some d id n o t, b u t most gave no in d ic a tio n e ith e r w a y . When w r itin g , please in d ic a te w hether you wish yo u r address in c lu d e d . I f you w ish , we w ill lis t yo u r address as " c / o R F D ", and we w ill forw ard any m ail yo u re c e iv e . I f som ething th a t someone has draw n o r w ritte n moves y o u , we encourage you to w rite i f the address is lis te d , o r c / o RFD— such as "L otu s D iv in e , South D a k o ta , c / o RFD, P .O . Box 161, G r in n e ll, Iowa 50112."
12. Correspondence.— There is no better school 'or bet ter source for self-improvement than a pleasant correspond ence between friends.
. . . . I ' m try in g to g e t a fa rm /v illa g e c o lo n y started here in C olorado a t an o ld abandoned m ission. I'm needing a bunch o f guys who are interested in in ve stin g in lands and p ro p e rtie s, and have a p io n e e rin g s p irit to re b u ild up a rundown a re a . I'm interested in brothers who are not money mad and w ould lik e to w o rk w ith and fo r the brotherhood on a m a in ly b a rte r system, and w h a t you m ight c a ll a n o n -p ro fit o rg a n iz a tio n ; a lth o i t ' l l be a free e n te rp rise , and a n y th in g th e y w a n t to se ll outside the c o lo n y is O K and they get f u ll v a lu e , th e y d o n 't have to d iv v y w ith the o th ers. As a m atter o f fa c t, th a t w ill be the main source o f m oney. In th e c o lo n y , lif e w ill go a t an easy pace and th e re 'll be tim e fo r G od and h e lp in g b ro th e rs. A ll property w ill be owned in d iv id u a lly . There is a C a th o lic mission c h u rc h , th a t w ill be pastored by a homo p rie s t, b u t th e re 's no re lig io u s re s tric tio n s . A n y o th e r m inisters who w a n t to establish o th e r churches and o th e r members who w a n t th e ir own r e lig io n , may do so. The basis o f th is c o lo n y w ill be s p iritu a l and N O T m ercenary. It can be a ve ry pleasant and rew ard in g lif e and a refu g e fo r th e homeless kids who w a n t someone to b e lo n g to and th e oldsters who no longer have any one to care a bout th e m . By liv in g th e sim ple a g ric u ltu ra l lif e , th e r e 'll be p le n ty o f food and sh e lte r fo r a ll in a n a tio n th a t is now faced w ith a c r it ic a l food shortage. W hat I'm interested in is try in g to prom ote the M ission and fin d in g good sensible d o w n -to -e a rth homosexuals who REALLY w a n t a good lif e . I f you know o f, o r can g e t word to , a g ric u ltu ra l homosexuals, I'd g re a tly a p p re c ia te i t . It's v e ry hard fo r us co u n try guys to be a b le to c o n ta c t one a n o th e r. I was in hopes yo u r RFD w ould be a b le to g e t a bunch o f us to g e th e r. I ' l l c u t fo r now and hope a ll is w e ll w ith y o u . A d io s A m ig o , Richard C a re y, C olorado c / o RFD
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"at the pass'
DRAMATIS PERSONAE MR. G A R T Z; a p ro to ty p ic a l h ip p ie d u d e , q u ite macho F E M IN IN A ; a p ro to ty p ic a l h ip p ie la d y , " o ld la d y" to MR. GARTZ C AM AS SWALE; diaphanous fa g g o t s p ir it, and PARSNIP SWALE; his more e a rth ly com panion M IN O R A A R C A N A ; and M A JO R A A R C A N A ; s p iritu a l dykes and neighbors to the SWALES G A R B A N Z O PATTI; c it y d yke and v is ito r a t the A R C AN AS EVERYFAG; v is itin g a t the SWALES LISA FREECAT; frie n d and n eighbor o f the SWALES and the A R C A N A S S IM U LTA N E O U S WAFFLE; C o lo n e l in the 1st D iv is io n o f th e S ierra C lu b HERR RED T A G ; prosecutor fo r B u ild in g Code a u th o ritie s * M YG U R L ( la te r PETRONELLA); HERR RED T A G 's secretary GENERAL JELLY; a m atronly guardian angel various communards w ith guns
ACT I 1st Scene: the b ig room a t the main house o f a rural commune; G ARTZ and F E M IN IN A , the A R C A N A S and SWALES and th e ir v is ito rs , LISA and WAFFLE have gathered fo r w e e kly s in g in g . CAM AS is in tro d u c in g the new p ie ce fo r the e v e n in g : the O re gon State Song, in fo u r p a rt harm ony. A m inor spat breaks o u t o ve r the ly ric s o f the song, w h ich a ll agree are im perialistic, sexist; good humor p re v a ils , and m ajor word substitutions are in tro d u ce d so as to make the song a c c e p ta b le . A hearty re n d itio n o f the State Song co n cludes the o p ening scene.
* In th e ir a re a , a red tag is p laced upon a condemned b u ild in g b efore i t is b u lld o z e d .
2nd Scene: stage same, characters are ta lk in g in fo rm a lly , d u rin g the tea and gingerbread "b re a k " in the s in g in g . PARSNIP is s tu ffin g his mouth f u ll o f g in gerbread, lo u d ly saying how good i t is . EVERYFAG is f lir t in g w ith MR. G A R T Z , who is d iso rie n te d b u t pleased by the a tte n tio n o f this fa n c ily dressed fa g g o t from the b ig c it y (everyone else is in common c o u n try c lo th e s, o c c a s io n a lly c o lo rfu l and c re a tiv e b u t alw ays d ir t y lo o k in g ). Everyone gathers around as F E M IN IN A reads a le tte r from HERR RED T A G . The le tte r states th a t w ith in three weeks, they w ill have to e vacuate th e ir residences, o r b rin g them up to C ode, w h ic h is im possible. Everyone has an idea about w h a t to d o , b u t there is n e ith e r th e tim e nor the w ill to c o n tin u e the discussion th e n . A m eeting is planned a t the commune in question the n e xt d a y .
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A CT If 1st Scene: p la n n in g m eeting at the G A R T Z' com m une. Everyone is crow ded in to a much sm a lle r, more ru s tic , b u ild in g , w ith dogs, c h ild re n run n in g in and o u t. S IM U L T A N E O U S WAFFLE has been to v is it the B u ild in g Commissioner e a rlie r in the d a y , and trie s to e x p la in how reasonable they are; his e x p la n a tio n is re g u la rly in te rru p te d b y his ve ry th ic k glasses w h ich keep s lid in g down his nose. WAFFLE is e xtre m e ly n e a rsig h te d . MR. G AR TZ o u tlin e s his m ilita ry plan to c u t HERR RED T A G o ff a t the pass w ith guns. V a rio u s com m unard men m utter agreem ent. Hot debate ensues, C AM AS and the A R C A N A S le a ve in disgust at the uncom prom ising m ale e g o -tr ip p in g . PARSNIP and G A R B A N Z O argue v a lia n tly b u t unsuccessfully fo r a more im a g in a tiv e p la n , w h ic h w ould m in im iz e v io le n c e and hold o u t hope o f success. EVERYFAG and LISA are in the co rn e r, LISA try in g to e x p la in to EVERYFAG w hat is h a p p e n in g . M e e tin g ends in d is a rra y . 2 nd S cene: stage is d iv id e d so th a t we see the inside o f the room w here the m eeting was on the one side; and outside nearby on the o th er s id e . The two scenes proceed sim u lta n e o u sly, a lte rn a tin g d ia lo g u e . MR. G ARTZ and FE M l N I N A go to bed, b oth o f them upset. Each speaks an " a s id e ,'' e x p la in in g how th e y are fe e lin g . F E M IN IN A knows she is b e tra y e d , and w o rries a bout who w ill ca re fo r the baby when i t is bo rn ; G ARTZ is torn betw een e n jo y in g the roles he plays w ith her and the com m une, b u t is also a ttra ch e d to EVERYFAG . A fte r each is fin is h e d , they speak a fe w h ip p y -d ip p y lin e s to each o th e r a bout how e v e ry th in g is g ro o v y .
EVERYFAG stands a lo n e in the moon lig h t, d e liv e rs a s o lilo q u y on the u n re lia b ilit y o f fu z z y men; he is confused about why they are a ttra c tiv e to him , and resolves to re la te to his fa g g o t peers in ste a d . He is resentful and v u ln e ra b le , th o ug h , and his resolve d o e sn 't a lte r th a t. As he fin ish e s, he w alks o ff in to the n ig h t.
The Scene ends w ith a to ta lly d a rk stage, as G AR TZ's ca n d le goes o u t; a b e a u tifu l m adrigal is sung by them and th e o th ers. 3rd Scene: same e ve n in g a t the SWALE house, la te r.
C A M A S , LISA , and M A JO R A
have te a and share th e ir depression o ve r th e im p o s s ib ility o f liv in g he re , w h a t w ith the G ARTZS and th e ir sexism, and the HERR RED TAG S and th e ir o p pression. M IN O R A , h o w e ve r, is more h e lp fu l and begins c o n ju rin g up a p la n . C A M A S and M IN O R A cross words about m a g ic— does i t e x is t, how does i t w o rk ? C A M A S is le f t in d o u b t b u t more tru s tin g , as LISA , G A R B A N Z O , and the A R C A N A S head o f f to c o n c o c t th e ir plan o f a c tio n . 4th S cene: The SWALE's bedroom , Sunday m orn in g . C AM AS and PARSNIP are in b e d , ta lk in g . They are happy and c a lm , and ta lk in wonder about the process o f tension and r e c o n c ilia tio n . Late last n ig h t they were both upset and d id n 't sleep w e ll, b oth upset w ith the p o s s ib ility o f a shoo to u t, and not b e lie v in g th a t anyone had a p la n o f a c tio n w h ich w ould w o rk . C o n fro n tin g each o th e r w ith th e ir do u bts, th e y had found strength in th e ir trust fo r each o th e r, and lo ve m a kin g had c e le b ra te d th a t renewed tru s t. ( A ll this is e xp la in e d to the au d ie nce through th e ir re v ie w o f th e la st fe w hours' c o m m u n ic a tio n .) N o w they try to c o n c o c t a p lan o f th e ir o w n . They remember a fa g g o t frie n d who works in the p ro v in c ia l c a p ita l in the press d iv is io n . A ls o , i t seems th a t WAFFLE's w ife works in the p -o v in c ia l la n d -u se o f f ic e . M ayb e we co u ld c a ll them , and see w h a t they c o u ld d o . Both are b u o ye d , even by th is slender ho p e.
ACT 111
1st Scene: M onday m orning, at a m ajor pass through the m ountains nearhy, w here the highw ay weaves its way th ro u g h . Various sta lle d ju n ky cars are b lo c k in g the in te rsta te h ig h w a y ; G A R B A N Z O , LISA and WAFFLE are passing o u t le a fle ts e x p la in in g the co n fu sio n , asking the tourists to h e lp . The A R C A N A S and F E M IN IN A are o ff in the woods nearby discussing the m atter w ith some enormous f ir trees. The trees agree to p a rtic ip a te (a la the Ents in the Ring T rilo g y ) by swooping w ild ly and c re a tin g fe a rfu l winds and fa llin g branches at the c r it ic a l m oment. N e a rb y MR. GARTZ and EVERYFAG are "h a v in g it o u t , " ostensibly over guns b u t strong undertones o f th e ir lo ve d if f ic u lt ie s . EVERYFAG is s h rill and c a rp in g , GARTZ ab u sive , Communards nearby polish th e ir guns. C enterstage, C AM AS is e re c tin g an enormously w on drous ta b le a u — a c u rta in w ith gre a t q u a n titie s o f feathers, flow ers and luminous b u ild e r's f o il to stretch across the fre e w a y . EVERYFAG leaves G ARTZ and joins C A M A S . A r ia : " M r , Red Tag Shall N o t Pass, We W ill Find a W a y " . A t firs t a lo n e , each group (the pam phleteers, the f ir - t r e e group, the gunmen, and the artists) sing a stanza, a ll fin is h in unison. As the fin a l re fra in lowers to a w h isp e r, GENERAL JELLY flo a ts on stage. She is Cub Scout M o th e r, Fan n ie Lou Ham er, Isis and F airy G odm other a ll ro lle d in to o n e . Dressed madly but s tr ik in g ly , she is the s p irit o f the e v e n t, se cre tly c o o rd in a tin g the energies o f each group, synthesizing them . She makes a short statem ent, ca lm and lo v in g b u t re s o lu te . As the b a ttle hour ap proaches, LISA (now in a tre e ) announces th a t HERR RED T A G and M YG URL are a rriv in g up the h i l l .
Enter HERR RED T A G and M Y G U R L: they stop and witness the ta b le a u , T A G is somewhat overcom e w ith fe a r. T re m blin g, he te lls M YG U R L to rod io for re in forcem ents, b u t the radiow aves are f ille d w ith a d is patch from the c a p ita l: the s ta tic ra d io blares fo rth a p ro c la m a tio n th a t harassment o f the people stop. G E N ERAL JELLY takes command, and confronts them w ith the angels o f reason (W AFFLE), mercy (G A R B A N Z O ), a rt (C A M A S ), lo ve (EVERYFAG and G A R T Z), and magic ( M IN O R A ). HERR RED T A G is confused, but u n daunted in his d e te rm in a tio n to e ra d ica te these ve rm in , The gunmen, im p a tie n t, come o u t o f the woods, but are held back by GENERAL JELLY: she gives an impassioned p re d ic tio n about the consequences o f v io le n c e . HERR RED T A G is numbed, and fin a lly broken when "h is" M YG U R L d ra m a tic a lly announces her secret love for M A J O R A . A ll cheer and march o ffsta g e .
2nd Scene: F in a le . A ll a rriv e a t nearby h a il for d a n c e / c e le b ra tio n , M YG U R L is renamed PETRONELLA. W ith m irth they form up in two long lin e s, as in the V irg in ia Reel, and dance a s p rig h tly co u n try dance , "P e tro n e lia " (a fte r w h ich M YG U R L was renam ed). It is a tru ly G iI — b e rt-a n d -S u lliv a n e n d in g , in w h ich everyone is paired h a p p ily : M A JO R A and M Y G U R L/P E TR O N E LLA , M I N O R A and F E M IN IN A , LISA and G A R B A N Z O , W AF FLE and GENERAL JELLY, CAM AS and PARSNIP, and GARTZ and EVERYFAG. HERR RED T A G stands guarded by the gunmen in the c o rn e r. M uch la u g h in g and h a p p i ness as the stage closes w ith the end o f the d a n ce. END
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U N CLE N ED SAYS, “ LETSEA Tj ”
U N C LE N E D 'S DILL BREAD
SPRING FEVER SOUP
1 tb b u tte r
I lik e to f ix th is when I can w a lk out to the garden on a sunny spring day and fin d tender new vegetables th a t can be q u ic k ly b la nched and co o le d down to be e a t en w ith homemade bread and tea in the warm a fte rn o o n . But i f , lik e me, yo u r spring fe e lin g s c a n 't w a it, fin d good fresh produce a t th e store, cook i t up and eat i t w h ile you w a tch th e last o f th e snow m e lt.
1 c u p c o tta g e cheese 1 ts sa lt 2 tb sugar 2 ts d ill seed
\ o n io n d ic e d 1 egg i ts soda 2 | - 2 Jr cu p flo u r 1 tb yeast 1 /3 cup warm w a te r
Take yo u r tim e to prepare in to neat l it t le p ile s : A large p o ta to , scrubbed and e ve n ly d ice d A co u p le o f ca rro ts, s lice d
D issolve yeast in warm w a te r. Warm b u tte r, cheese, sugar, s a lt, d ill seeds, o n io n , and e gg. M ix in w ith ye a st. A dd soda, b eat in flo u r . Let rise one h o u r. S tir down g o o d . Dump in w e ll greased lo a f pan. Let rise 45 m inutes. Bake 350 degrees fo r 4 0 -5 0 m inutes. Peter Lee
A RECIPE P a rtia lly dissolve three tablespoons o f u n fla vore d g e la tin in one q u a rt o f h e a te d , pureed canned b la c k b e rrie s . A d d some o ld y o g u rt, some Realemon (which is cree p y enough a lo n e ), w h a t’ s le ft o f a pot o f h ib iscu sw in te rg re e n te a , honey and the ta il end o f a b o ttle o f Roseburg rose. Beat w ith eg g be a te r, le a v in g lumps o f co n ce n tra te d g e la tin . C h ill. The lumps m ight be useful as erasers or earplugs, the rest should be com posted. A lla n T ro x le r
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The tops o f f b ro c c o li, c u t in b ite -s iz e s (about a cu p ) A b ig handful o f chopped spinach Six sprigs o f p a rsle y, snipped A fe w slic e d mushrooms i f you wish A h a lf o f a cu p o f fresh shelled peas B ring tw o cups o f w a te r to b o il. A dd 2 tsp . o f s a lt, the potatoes and c a rro ts . C over and simmer a bout 10 m in . (h a lf-d o n e , d o n 't ever o ve r co o k a n y th in g !) Toss in the rest o f th e ve getables and simmer u n til they are b a re ly te n d e r. M ix 3 tbs. o f flo u r in a lit t le m ilk and s tir i t in to the soup. Then add 2 o r 3 cups o f m ilk to make i t as th ic k or as th in as you lik e . H eat just to b o ilin g , b u t do not b o il. Then c h ill i t in th e re frig e ra to r, u n co vere d , u n til i t is tim e to e a t, o r serve i t w arm . (C h e ck the seasoning.) This can be e a sily va rie d by a d ding w h a te ver you lik e o r have on h a n d . S ub stitu te c a u liflo w e r fo r b ro c c o li, tu rn ip s fo r potatoes, o r snip in the c h iv e s ittin g on your w in d o w s ill. Try some m inced sauteed o n io n and add e ith e r fresh d i l l o r sweet b a sil fo r a l it t le spiciness. w ith lo ve and spring fe v e r, Rick
PE ACH-APPLE-NUT-PIE
RADISHES ARE G R E A T !!
- i t 's fid d ly and a b it e xp e nsive, b u t a great h o lid a y tre a t. O u t o f season, you can use your canned peaches o r preserves and change the p ro  portions to 1 p a rt peaches to 2 parts apples.
W hat are the easiest things in the w h o le w o rld to grow in the gard e n ? Radishes, th a t's w h a t. N o m atter w hat the w e a th er, or the s o il, o r s k ill o f the gardener,rodishes grow and g ro w . But w hat in the h e ll can you do w ith tw o bushels o f radishes? This Is what we d id last y e a r. We ate them mashed. We ate them sauteed. We ate them in soup. We ate them p ic k le d .
THE PIE CRUST 3 /4 cu p w h o le w he a t pastry flo u r 3 /4 cu p graham flo u r 1 /2 cu p untreated w h ite flo u r 1 /4 teaspoon sa lt 1 egg, w e ll beaten 1 / 2 cu p b u tte r or o il a dash o f lemon ju ic e as much c o ld w a te r as you need to r o ll i t o u t 1 /4 cup m ilk powder o r 1 /3 cu p in sta n t
Last summer we grew b la c k chinese radishes enmasse. I decid e d th a t I wanted to grow som ething d iffe re n t for a ch a n ge . K in d o f d a rin g I must say. So I bought enough radish seed fo r a f if t y fo o t ro w . Can you guess how many radishes are in a f if t y fo o t ro w ? A n y w a y , we had q u ite a few radishes to deal w ith by f a ll. Here are a fe w ways th a t not o n ly w o rked , b u t tasted rea l good.
-m ix the flo u rs , s a lt and m ilk powder together -m ake a large depression in this d ry m ixture and add a ll the rem a in in g in g re d ie n ts e xce p t the w a te r; work them in w ith a k n ife or pastry c u tte r, then add enough c o ld w a te r so th a t you can gather the dough in tw o b a lls - c h ill these w h ile you make the f illin g -th e n r o ll one o u t to f i l l the p ie p la te , then make a la ttic e to p
Soak radishes over n ig h t in s a lt w a te r to m ellow out the sharpness. D ra in . Then steam u n til soft enough to put a fo rk th ro u g h . Mash w ith b u tte r, a lit t le cream works in n ic e ly to o . D o n 't fo rg e t sa lt and pepper. Serve w ith a cheddar cheese and o n io n sauce. Good eats.
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SAUTEED O N I O N , GREEN PEPPER, A N D RADISH
1 cu p chopped apples
MASHED
RADISH, BUTTER, A N D CREAM
You d o n 't have to soak the radishes th is tim e . The sauteeing gets the bitterness o u t fo r y o u . S lic e the o n io n , radish, and green pepper very th in . In fa c t as th in as you can get th e m . A dd pepper and s a lt. Sautee for six to ten m inutes., M ake a w h ite sauce. And v o iia ! A d e lic io u s and strange dish to impress yo u r lovers and frie n d s.
1 cu p chopped peaches 2 eggs w e ll beaten
1 /4 cu p chopped walnuts 1 / 2 c u p c o tta g e cheese 3 / 4 - 1 cup honey 1 /4 teaspoon sa lt 2 1 / 2 tablespoons graham flo u r 1 / 2 teaspoon v a n illa p inch o f nutmeg and ground cloves
The soup and p ickle s were to ta l flo p s . H ere's e a tin at y o u , S w eethearts. D o n -T e ve i T re e lo ve
M O DUS O PERANDI M ix the peaches and apples to g eth e r and co ve r w ith the o th e r in g re d ie n ts w h ic h have been m ixed to a th ic k paste. Pour in to the unbaked p ie shell and c o ve r w ith a la ttic e to p . Bake in moderate o v e n (350 degrees) fo r 35~40m inutes. R ick S u lliv a n
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the cold and damp north Carolina winter months have been warmed by the knowledge that rfd exists for us a ll no matter where we a re . in communes, in farms, and in cities stretching across the entire united states we can touch each other through rfd . from carl's orchard and brent's north pacific liv in g , from gavin's poetry and a l lan's Christmas, from stewart's road to malcom and olaPs forest fo lk .
&MORE LETIH iS C om ing home from the C ity , w ith its busy trip s , closed o ff p e o ple, Polk S tre e t, museums, cinem as, rock concerts, good restaurants, and the 2 a .m . syndrome in the bars— i t ’ s good to be hom e. Home w here the sea pounds against the headlands and the ra in beats down on ta ll redwoods and stunted pygmy forest a lik e . To a town th a t looks lik e a stage set (and o fte n is ), o fte n described as a b ig insane asylum w here we a ll p la y K in g o f Hearts. Where lo n g h aire d men snuggle up to "w e lfa re mamas" h o p in g to rid e o u t the d reary w e t w in te r, u n til spring produces the in e v ita b le "M e n d o c in o S h u ffle " , and e v eryone changes p la c e s . W here you can s t ill see the stars on a c le a r n ig h t and hear good m usic, amongst good people who dance w ith them selves. There was a good tr ip g o in g this F a ll, w ith a warm bar to go to and meet gay brothers and frie n d s . A lw a ys a word o f w elcom e and a frie n d ly fa c e . But i t got closed down by bad la n d lo rd v ib e s . We lost some good people because o f th a t. People who found i t necessary to move aw ay to s u rv iv e , to move to a c ity somewhere, to a no th e r G ay G h e tto , and another fra n tic t r ip .
visions are dancing in my head, they all talked to me. i listened, and oh i want to hear more. i plan to travel soon, back across those states i'v e seen in the past, heading out west, towards that setting sun. searching out elusive loves and renewing old ac quaintances. looking for those long haired vegetarians like me and touching friends like you. would like to hear from you before i leave, and see you when i a rriv e, touch me, rich a rd ward 1112 w illo w b ro o k greensboro, n . c . 27403
Some o f the women he,e have i t to g e th e r, w ith th e ir communes and fe s tiv a ls (no men a llo w e d ). A nd i f they d o n 't q u ite know w here they are a t— a t least they are try in g to fin d o u t. U n fo rtu n a te ly many o f them fin d it hard to re la te to gay men— they see us as "m e n "— not as th e ir brothers h a v in g shared many o f the same in d ig n itie s in the fig h t a gainst a sexist s o c ie ty . A sid e from a fe w up fro n t gay brothers, most men are lost in th e ir games o f machoism, clo se t queens h id in g behind th e ir a rt, and "com e o ve r d u rin g the d a y , my o ld lady is n 't home t h e n .” They a re n 't concerned about fin d in g o u t w here th e y are because they th in k they have a rriv e d and to a d m it to a n y th in g else w o uld be less than " m a n ly ." But it is hom e, O fte n i t is ve ry lo n e ly . O fte n you fin d in c re d ib ly warm and w o n derful people and wherever y o u 're a t— it's O . K . It's the best th in g go in g fo r many o f us and we hope th a t somehow i t w ill grow in to some th in g b e tte r. I am a Piscean, 41, and am in to p la n ts, a n im a ls, I C h in g , T a ro t, Buddhism, A s tro lo g y , Tai C h i, grass, b oogies, th e a te r, e tc . I w ould lik e to exchange ideas and view s w ith o ther G ays, h o p e fu lly le a d in g to a clo se r com m unity and a f u lle r life s ty le . Robin Box 647 M e n d o cin o , CA
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is the day to g iv e flow ers to a fr ie n d . It is also the d e a d lin e fo r Summer Issue c o n trib u tio n s — dra w ing s, a rtic le s , poems, photos, le tte rs , ideas, n o tice s. As o f now — F eb. 2 2 — i t is u n ce rta in w hether ^4 w ill be produced in the P a cific N o rth west o r in N o rth C a ro lin a . If you liv e near e ith e r p la ce and w ant to h e lp , send us a note and w e 'll le t you know w h a t's h a p pe n in g .
A friend recently sent us o subscription to RFD which we find interesting, but noted some of the letters to be on the discouraging side. N o knight in shining armor on a w hite horse is coming to whisk these guys o ff to fu lfill their dreams of fantasy. If they w ill get their "heads" together and help themselves, they would find that the world isn't as bad a place to liv e as they think or try to moke i t . It's not easy— g ranted--bu t we have been together for seven years and what we have put together for a life of happiness of both material and physical can be done by others as w ell i f they "re a lly " want it bad enough. We liv e on an old farm and raise as much of our own food as we can, freeze and can for the long w inter, and cut and store our supply o f wood to keep us cozy the long cold nights. I f out there somewhere are two guys to whom rural living in an old house appeals, we have such a place that is fu lly furnished (no modern conveniences as yet) that is a v a ila b le for a small consideration for two honest sincere guys who enjoy the peoce of country living and who are w illin g to put forth the work for their own ac complishment o f raising their own food, hunting, fishing, and vegetcfcle garden. Anyone interested can w rite: Lovewith, RFD ^1, Farmington, M aine 04438. Love and peace, Bob and C la ir
Brothers — here I am supercharged w ith energy from reading RFD ^ 2 . I'v e been try in g to g e t i t to g eth e r fo r a move to the co u n try — I'm so tire d o f the c it y , o f the gay tre a d m ill, re c y c la b le people and c it y trip s , b u t w ondering how to made c o n ta c t w ith o th e r c o u n try o rien te d fa g go ts. Then — v o ila — RFD. I'v e been a fra id o f be in g is o la te d , tucked o ff in the co u n try to ta lly c u t o f f from o th e r gay p e o p le , alo n e o r n e a rly so in a sea o f rednecks and s tra ig h t h ip p ie s— so I stayed in the c it y , ke e p in g ch icke n s and a ve g e ta b le garden, try in g to get m ate ria l trips to g e th e r, w h ile I looked fo r gay people not to ta lly tie d in to the c itie s . I was a fra id o f b e in g iso la te d then I read RFD, w h ich proved the final catalyst for a lo t o f re a liza tio n , in c lu d in g how re a lly iso la te d I am . RFD was lik e b e in g tapped on the shoulder by my brothers, who I'v e been lo o k in g fo r in a ll the wrong p la c e s .. . Feel lik e I need c o u n try fa g go t frie n d s , e s p e cia lly ’in the N o rth w e s t, since I ' l l be m oving there — would lik e to share le tte rs , poems, dreams, v is its , w h atever there is to be shared.
I ' m 2 6, a poet/>ham an/S. F . wri ter/fo g g o t/g ard e n e r/ c o o k /c h ild /h a tc h ed out of the egg of a Haight-Ashbury street fre a k . My major commitment is to helping create a commu nal fam ily of gay people living and working and grow ing together in harmony with eoch other and the Earth our Mother in the flow of Tao, breaking down the barriers that keep us apart and building a supportive way of liv in g /b e in g together. Right now we’ re 4 ,2 women and 2 men — we'd welcome hearing from folks who might want to explore throwing in with us. Also, w e're hoping to buy land this summer — at least 20 acres in the general area of Eugene — Junction G t y — so any o f you who want gay neighbors, drop us a line when the farm next door goes up for sale. Anybody feel like w riting , do. -Caradoc 1155 Francisco Berkeley, C a lif. 94702
Your m agazine is fu ll o f lo v in g , se n sitive human beings w h ich made me read co ve r to co ve r w ith o u t sto p p in g . H aving spent some o f my most aw a ke n in g years in the peace and c a lm o f the c o u n try I fe e l I can ve ry w e ll understand most people's need to re tre a t to a sim pler and ca lm er e x is te n c e . I also can understand the great need to share th a t w ith others o f lik e mind and so u l. I am now liv in g in an 81 ye a r o ld house w h ich I have bought here in M in n e a p o lis w ith frie n d s. M y reason for re tu rn in g to the c it y a fte r so many g ro w ing peaceful years in the c o u n try are numerous and d e fin ite ly v a lid fo r me. N o w th a t I am here I can o n ly try to share a p a rt o f that calmness w h ich the breath o f nature has g ive n me w h ile so close to her bosom. We try to keep co u n try vibes in our home and my lif e style is re la xe d and as easy going as possible. M y brothers and sisters liv e here w ith me and to g e th e r we try to send o u t as much good energy as possible. You d o n 't have to be on to p o f a m ounfian fb w a tch a sun set or fa ll in lo v e . The co u n try is fu ll o f good p e o p le , my wishes go o u t to a ll you co u n try men to lo ve one a n o th e r. A nd i f by chance you fin d y o u rse lf in a c it y , even fo r a d a y , I hope y o u 'll come to a house such as mine — so you w o n 't fe e l so fa r from home a fte r a ll. M y lo ve to a ll men e ve ryw h e re . -H a n k Schusser 2414 Portland So. M in n e a p o lis , M innesota 55404
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COUNTRY ROADS (continued from page 2 6 )
I liv e on a rural c o lle c tiv e composed m ainly o f sex u a lly free people and some are g a y, m yself in c lu d e d . O ve r a year ago d u rin g a discussion pro and con com ing out o f our commune, and becom ing in vo lve d in the urban c e n ter 25 miles away (Vernon), a member o f my peer group comm ented, "There is no room fo r faggots in the new le ft and they are e sp e cia lly useless at any com m unity o rg a n iz in g ." I was pissed o ff, I wanted to stomp on'em ! Instead, I started com m uting d a ily from farm to c ity o rg a n iz in g ! I rented an o ld o ffic e and got use o f a press. First we (another had jo in e d me) started to establish the needs o f the com m unity by h a vin g questionaires in our paper, d o ing a lo t o f c o u rt-w a tc h in g and keeping a record o f each person passing through our door (type o f problem , e t c . ) . Then we h it the lo c a l bureaucrats for funds. A fte r a lo t o f fu c k in g around we got money and more people joined us. We began a d vo catin g the rights o f peo ple, W e lfa re , Unem ploym ent In s ., Workmen's Com pensation, C iv il L ib e rtie s, G ay Rights, P ara-legal A id and D e b t-co u n se l in g , e tc . W ith o n ly fiv e people we started a food C o -op w h ich now is a m illio n d o lla rs a year business, establish ed a d a y -c a re ce n te r, a youth hostel, a housing c o -o p and a crisis c e n te r, (g a sp l) Future projects " w e ll on the w ay" but not happening y e t are: a housing re g is try , a c o -o p T. V . s ta tio n , an a lte rn a tiv e school, a free m edical c lin ic and, best o f a ll, an a lte rn a tiv e a g ric u ltu re and energy use c e n te r. (This last one w ill be happening th is summ er!) O u r c o lle c tiv e is open to visito rs i f you wanna com e. W rite me for a map, O . K . ? (N o e le c t r ic ity . ) M ay Peace, Love and Power show the w ay, Love, K e n , B. C. This is my firs t rura l e xp e rie n ce , and as fo llo w s , my firs t non-gay e x p e rie n ce . D uring this tim e I have le a rn ed to le t go o f many fantasies. It's been a very intense period and a f u ll, ric h o n e . M y experiences in so litu d e have brought about a g re a t, new sense o f energy and d i re c tio n . And I'v e chosen to share some o f th a t energy w ith c h iId r e n .. . .as there are fe w gay men on M a u i. For me, so much le a rn in g and love has come from the c h ild ren and th e ir parents w ith whom I re la te . I see a w hole new dim ension o f my s e x u a lity . And my heart sings w ith a new v o ic e . I w ould lik e to extend my energies to any who come to M aui for v is its , and I'm also open to sharing thoughts and feelings by le tte r. M ahalo fo r sharing your thoughts w ith me. L a ike a lo h a — peaceful lo v e , John, M aui
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I raise 35 acres o f f r u it for a living (5 acres cherimoyas, 10 acres lim es, 10 acres k iw i fru it, 10 acres avocados) on a h ill betw een M ik e 's Egg Ranch and the Rawhide Horse Farm . This is one o f the few frost-free areas in C a lifo rn ia , and there has not been a frost on my h ill for 18 years (but severe frosts each winter in the valleys on each side) because o f unusual thermal conduction which causes c o ld a ir to flo w d ow nw ard. It is one o f *he very fe w places in the U n ited States where the rare cherimoya fr u it can be grown co m m e rcia lly (the Florida clim ate is too h o t and h u m id ). The fe w gays I know in this area are very closeted, very co n se rva tive , very tra d itio n a l (most still wear c rew cu ts), and to ta lly opposed to gay liberation in A N Y form. H ow ever, an M C C started in Oceanside, 16 miles aw ay, and th a t town also has three gay bars fille d with Marines from nearby Camp Pendelton. But those kids have 0 conciousness. O rga n ize d hom osexuality (eith e r the traditional bars or gay o rg a n iza tio n s) has been an urban thing. Rural areas everyw here in the w orld s tic k to very traditional life styles and re lig io n s (I was brought up a Mormon on a Utah c a ttle ra n c h .) W ith in a mile o f me are four chicken farm s, two horse ranches, the Dulan C a ttle Ranch, one d a iry , a large strawberry f ie ld , at least 30 fruit orchards, two vegetables farms, two grape vineyards, four cut flo w e r fie ld s , so I guess the area is "ru ra l". Yours, C raig, California Richard and I have spent much time traveling and vis itin g our gay friends across the country, both rural and c it y o rie n te d . We discussed the possibility o f visiting the R. F. D. subscribers and re p o rtin g back to the maga z in e w ith drawings by Richard and commentaries by my s e lf about w hat is happening with our country brothers. You m ight say lik e "ro v in g reporters" for R .F .D . O ur heads, I b e lie v e , are in the rig h t place for this sort o f nom adic e ffo rt a t this tim e . We w ould lik e to hear from those subscribers who w o uld lik e to be v isite d fo r not more than a day (un less o therw ise in v ite d ). We could w rite in advance and ask w hether a v is it would be cool a t a specific tim e. I m yself have been liv in g in an isolated spot in the coastal mountains o f O regon fo r the past several years. Richard jo in e d me about a ye a r ago and together we have shared much lo ve and m ello w vibes relating with o ur co u n try brothers and sisters. W e look forw ard to hearing from you and getting to know you , and hope th a t w e 'd have a chance to meet soon. Love to a ll Tony and Richard c /o RFD N o w d o n 't fo rg e t to w r ite . Tony and Richard want to v is it y o u . I t ' l l be n ice to hear how other country faggots support them selves, how they are changing their lives and those around them .
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This Spring c a ro l was firs t w ritte n down in 1582. The sim ple tune may be sung by one v o ic e or by many in u n ison. A n y stringed instrum ents, flu te , re co rd e r, drum , sticks, tam bourine or such is a pleasant a d d itio n . The English tra n s la tio n is q u ite fre e . The pra n cin g u n ico rn and solemn b ird were croch e te d by my frie n d A lla n Berube who was inspired by 17th ce n tury Ita lia n la ce w o rk in the G ardner Museum in Boston.
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First Verse In Spring jo y springs u p . The c o ld retreats and the s w a llo w plays h e ra ld : O ve r la n d , o v e r sea, in the woods the splendor comes o n . The w o rld is made n e w . Body q u icke n s, Soul's sorrows d ie , in the g e n tle season.
Second Verse The earth bloom s, the forest bre a th e s. Birds d e lig h t in th e ir s in g in g , sin g in g s w e e tly . The waters are c a lm . Soft rains sweep the sky. Clouds fade in the warm lig h t o f the sun.
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MA01CK of U e UU jU F e lix M in tz The m agick o f the moon on my so u l. M y s p irit soars underneath its rays. A nd when i t is f u l l . If is funny th a t even though I am aware when the moon is f u ll, I fo rg e t when I go outside fo r a w a lk to the neighborhood fa g got bar o r to a frie n d 's house or to the movies or to a rap g ro u p . I co u ld never fo rg e t the sumptuous g lo w in g fu ll moon as it shines so in tensely when I go fo r a w a lk to the outhouse or to the flo w e r gar den o r to the d ir t road or to the meadow or to the w e ll. How co u ld I fo rg e t? It is so b rig h t we used to jest th a t we could read the N e w Y o rk Times w h ile s ittin g on the lum ber p ile . A nd w a tch in g i t rise its crimson hue o ver the m ountainous h o rizo n Ic te r and la te r, so aware o f its a s tro lo g ic a l p la ce , o f h isto ry, o f the cosmos. And I fo rg e t to look up in San F ra n cisco . It co u ld be one among the many street lig h ts . The m agick and g lo ry o f my moon. A ll his to ry . A ll subconscious. How I miss y o u .
I am searching through spoce fo r my CORE. Through the streets o f San F ra n cisco . Through the lushness o f Lavender H i l l . L o o kin g . S p ir itu a lly g ro w in g . U n fo ld in g my m in d. ! go to classes o f psychic e xp e rie n ce and o c tin g and T a ro t. I lay in my te n t in the woods lis te n in g to the flie s and the w in d and the fe rn . I go d a n c in g *o foggot bars in s m o k e -fille d space le ttin g o u t a ll tension to h o t soul m usic. I dance under the stars and the moon, tw ir lin g to the -hythm o f the a ir — and under the sun in betw een ham m ering up the n e x t p ie c e o f s id in g . I meet new faces, new minds, new interests, new fa g gots, new sex among the adventures o f the b u stlin g c it y . So much to d o . I meet new flo w e rs , new weeds, new apples, new sounds among my fa m ily and my m ountain o f Lavender I learn and d e v e lo p and disco ve r m yself. In d iffe re n t w ays. A t d iffe re n t tim es. W a n tin g to ble n d the d iffe re n t tim es. O f my c o u n try and my c it y 3000 miles a p a rt. To merge my tw o environm ents. M y two selves. Someday w e 'll be to g e th e r.
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I was so e x c ite d when a frie n d gave me a s o o n -to -b lo o m h y a c in th . Hyacinth. I w ould n o t have to w a it u n til S p rin g . As i t bloom ed and d ie d w ith in days inside a tin y pot on my p la n t ta b le , I th o u g h t o f w hat a c it y tr ip my head is in . Instant g ra tific a tio n . I w ould not have to w a it u n til S p rin g . Then I daydream ed and remembered how , in m id -F a il, on my land 3000 miles a w a y, I cle a re d a bed o f d ir t and turned and w orked the so il and c a re fu lly planted ten h y a cin th bulbs six inches deep and watered the fresh bed and loved each b u lb and sm iled on them and to ld them to ta ke care and blossom to the sky when la te Spring shines w arm . N a t u r e - a lly . O rg a n ic ch a n g e . A nd there they rest— g ro w in g , le a rn in g , ch a n g in g — as they make lo ve w ith th e ir frie n d s— the e a rth , the snow, the moon, the a ir , the sun. A nd I lo o k o ver a t my San Francisco h y a c in th "re a d y to -b lo o m " — now flow erless and tu rn in g brown on my p la n t ta b le inside my room . I w o u ld rath e r w a it u n til S p rin g .
the le a th e r lo o k , th e y sing d rip p in g tanned blood from g rin n in g teeth b e a t me, maim me o n ly just d o n 't do to me w hat y o u 'v e done to fa ir bessy her b e lly stretched across yo u r breast slashes draw n to g eth e r by the chains o f her one and the buttons down yo u r fro n t, lik e so many b u lle ts the le a th e r is cla im e d as man's passion anim al fashion, the lo o k the same as yo u r m other's m ink a ttire the fo x , the ra b b it, th e tig e r and more th e ir eyes, replaced w ith glass, d rip p in g lim p upon her pushed-up udders the m in k, the fo x , the tig e r, they w ould b ite her i f they c o u ld , b u t they c a n 't the ra b b it, the cow they too hang lim p , unable to run as they w ould and yo u r m other stands proud her d y in g carcass held high the epitom e o f la d ih o o d , and a ll th a t it 's k ille d and the man, he stands t a lle r as, o f course, a man should w ith his b ru te strength stretched o u t in the su ffe rin g o f another the cheapness, the p ity unseen in his dumb eyes w ith his v ic tim s , th e ir la u g h te r, th e ir co m fo rt th a t dies — g a vin d illa r d
SPRING, SPIRIT, AND FAGGOTRY
A tim e o f g ro w th , A be in g who grows ane w . I have grown in the S p ir it. It has been p a in fu l. The joy has been alm ost to much to bear at tim es. B ut, I am g ro w in g . D o n -T e ve l T re e lo ve ie nin e tee n ye a r o ld Jesus Freak
March 2 2 ,1 9 7 0 Today is a Sunday. It's the n ig h t o f a super d a y ! The sky was c le a r and the w ind a c h illy - w a r m . It was a day to rem em ber, the Day o f Jesus in Jerusalem . Today was Palm Sunday.
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M arch 2 5 ,1 9 7 0 I fe e l kin d o f depressed because o f m yself. I'm not even as good as I th o ug h t I was. It's a good th in g I found o u t th o ug h , even though i t hurts so b a d . Jesus made me re a liz e the tr u th . A p r il 1 5 ,1 9 7 0 It's been ra in b e a u tifu l o u t a ll o f last w e e k . It's s t ill ra in in g to n ig h t. I t brings back so many memories. Some sad, some Jesus b e a u tifu l.
May 16,19 7 0 I was super depressed Monday. I was reody to le t Jesus 9 0 , and be m iserable in p o litic s . D o n 't ask for the lo g ic , I'm s till confused m yself. I fe lt em pty, h o llo w . My mind was o n ly dust from an Egyptian tom b, my heart was c o ld and h e a v y . I hod a c tu a lly fo rg o tte n what Jesus had done fo r me, in p o litic s , sex, mind m atters, lo v e , peace, and Jesus' a c c e p ta n c e !!! I p rayed. Some times it's hard fo r me to understand why Jesus s till loves me. I sure lo ve him more than I'v e loved anyother person in my lif e . M ay 3 0 ,19 7 0 Today has been h o t, hum id, and c lo u d y . Just lik e eve ryo th e r day this w e e k. B ut, G od has been w o rkin a lo t, PRAISE G O D ! ! 0 , h o w I love Jesus! O , how I love Jesus! O , how I lo ve Jesus! Because he firs t loved me! . . . . I'v e been reading M a tt. It's such a cool b o o k. And Jesus is such a cool head! I can trust him no matter and th a t's re a lly h e a vy.
an aw akening at tw enty A p ril 2,1971 I look a t m yself. W hat do I see? A man beyond the beyond. I feel almost lo st. I f it w asn't fo r Jesus I ' Id o f give n u p . Why is i t th a t I can not liv e the lif e God has g iven me to l i v e ? I w ant G o d ’ s life style so much. I long fo r nothing else. A p ril 20,1971 L ife , here then gone. M y life seems to be fly in g in tim e . Days mean n o th in g , a ll is a haze o f m e ltin g . I sw irl around on book pages and look up in to caves. I wish a stillness o f noise w ould re lie v e my q u ie t vacuum . A p r il 22,1971 I th in k I am de a d. I ' ve been w a itin g fo r my funeral and condem nation. I'v e fin a lly adm itted I'm homosexual. Where do I go from h e re ? I guess I'm lo st. M ay 1,1971 Today is Today. The lig h t, co n tra ry to popular opinon is not d y in g . Unless o f course, the stars are d yin g from a c h ic k en pox e p id e m ic . The grass is green above the o ld brown bodies. M y h a ir is short a g a in . I w ill sing new songs and not be hoarse. I ce le b ra te lif e and ignore it's proper s p e llin g .R E J O IC E ! M y mind can re la x . The sun is shining and I am absorbed in to b ri 11— an ce . How co u ld I expect release from a darkness in so short o f spring? Have I found p a rtia l n irv a n a ? Is the West here or gone? It doesn't re a lly m atte r. I am absorbed in to the s u n .. . . . Feel the w in d . Look and be a l i v e . . . . I w i l l praise god; the god o f n ature, the god o f ro c k , the god o f h u m a n ity. My mind w i l l fin d th e many e xp la n a tio n s. I can fe e l. I w i l l not liste n to those who say I can not fe e l. If they are dead le t them ro t in th e ir own houses. I w i l l not fo llo w . I am a liv e , I must fe e l. I am not ashamed to be o rg a n ic . I am b io lo g ic a l and I can be what I am . REJOICE!
at tw enty one a new lif e emerges M arch 25,19 7 2 It's a strange lif e we a ll liv e . It's even stranger to liv e a gay lif e . A t least it's a good lif e and I liv e happier than most. A n yw a y on the surface I fe e l people are on downers most o f the tim e . O w e ll, people ore to be what they a re a llo w e d to b e . I do love m yself. That's enough. A p ril 1,1972 God is more than any book or cree d , god is mother earth and fa th er sky. God is the god o f life , straig h t or g a y . God le t me love the o n ly way I know how ! M ay 5,1972 Last n ig h t I dream t th a t I had a garden and was happy. A lo t o f friends; green, fu rry , w in g e d , and human, liv e d w ith me. The house was a three room earthen mound. It was part o f a clu ste r o f about six o ther structures. I had a s ilv e r and grey horse. M agic live d in the woods. There were ta lk in g binds and a n i mals, also elves, fa irie s , tro lls , and a w iz a rd . It was a far o u t l i f e . I wish i t would come tru e . I guess I ' ve read the hobbits too many tim es.
— kt tw enty tw o , a spring o f poetry M arch 2 7 ,19 7 3 A Chant (repeat as long as necessary) to liv e in a cle a n w o rld , me, T e ve l, son o f Summer a mouse person cousin to the dragon fly and d a n d e lio n . to liv e in a cle a n w o rld , me, T e ve l,
A p r il 9,1 97 3 lo o kin g gay queer homosexual "d iffe re n t" an honest to goodness p e rve rt.
Gee guys, I thought I was just good ole'Tevel.
A p r il 15,1973 H urt. fe e l the p a in , reach in to my warm green guts, squeeze my p a in , fe e l the slym , the p a in . fe e l the h u rt, ba b y, you put i t th e re . M ay 1,1 97 3 fly away fly away liv e lik e sky fish in a b lu e and burgundy w o rld . M ay 2 4 ,1 9 7 3 Repeat 100 tim es; to buy a farm to buy a farm to buy a farm then do i t .
tw enty th re e , we buy land A p r il 1,1974 I'm s ittin g in my k itc h e n d rin k in g lemon grass te a , glad th a t I'm a liv e and m e. As fo r this a fte rn o o n , we are going to the la w ye r's to fin a liz e the land d e a l. A t last Rick and I have a hom e.
Spring 1975 F lo w in g , F lo w in g , F lo w in g w ith the M usic o f the s p ir it. I have f in a lly opened u p . I t amazes m e. I have f in a lly found faggots who I trust w ith my personal m ag ic, my pow e r. How long has i t b e e n ? O v e r 25 years ago, I'm sure. Long b e fore the b irth o f this b o d y, a n yw a y. F e e lin g the tru st, kn o w in g I w a sn 't th ro w in g my pearls before sw in e , b u t b efore lovers who w ould handle them g e n tly . A nd in retu rn share my power and th e ir pow er. N o s te a lin g . N o d e c e p tio n . N in e o f us s ittin g , equals. F eeding each o th e r, co m fo rtin g each o th e r, re jo ic in g in the m agic o f fa g g o try . C ountry s p ir it. C ountry fa g g o t. F e e lin g the plants g iv e energy to th e c o n ve rsa tio n . The tu rtle lis te n in g , w o n d e rin g w h a t w ould happen. Faggot M a g ic . Faggot S p ir it. Faggot Power. In d ir e c t c o n ta c t w ith the Energy o f the E arth, the H o ly Sound the personal v o ic e the h o ly vib ra tio n s f illin g spaces never f ille d b e fo re . Burned because o f our p o w e r, bum fa g g o t, b u m . Burned because o f our s p ir it, bum fa g g o t, b u rn . W itch e s, Faggots Faggots, W itches b u rn in g , b u r n in g . . . . destroy our power h id e in the pages o f a b ib le fe a r, hate h id e in the pages o f la w books Just fo r a w h ile . O u r pow e r, our s p ir it, W e w ill renew the Earth, W itches and Faggots.
A p r il 2 5 ,1 9 7 4 The M id -W e s t G ay Pride C onference was very fin e . We met a lo t o f super p e o p le . There were 18 people (gay men) who are in to a gay or m ixed rural c o l l e c t i v e l i f e style a t the co n fe re n ce . I thought th a t was p re tty far o u t. We ta lk e d about sta rtin g a news le tte r for co u n try gays. M ay 16,1974 When I was in the garden yesterday a ll by m yself, I had the best fe e lin g s I ' ve ever had I was f in a lly w o rk ing from the basics. M y own basics. P la n t. G ro w . H arvest. Eat. N o th in g is b e tte r. The Sun. Co causes me to sm ile and fe e l good even though my body s t ill c o m p la in e d , my body knows th a t we w i l l make i t . Tevel is a co u n try b o y. I burned the pine branches as the o ffe rin g to the Earth S p ir it. Co in h ir strange kindness, tender and te rr ib le . N e v e r m a lic io u s . The f r u it trees w i l l g ro w .
N in e o f us. T o g e th e r. And w hat happened last n ig h t w h ile b u rn in g the sacred w o o d ? Was i t a reunion o f past lo ve rs? A m eeting o f the c o lle c tiv e consciousness? A penecostal e xp e r ie n c e ? We lau g h ed , hugged, kissed, re jo ic e d ! We formed a re lig io n o fF a g g o try . Q ueers, you have the s p ir it, you have pow e r. Look, search, and e x a lt yourselves in th a t pow er!
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We are a group o f 3 -5 gay men p la n n in g on m oving to the co u n try by summer o f '7 5 , and are lo o k in g fo r o th er gay brothers to jo in us in liv in g on th e la n d . We w ill e ith e r be m oving to C a lifo rn ia 's G o ld R u sh/M other Lode co u n try o f th e western Sierras o r maybe to M en docino C o u n ty . The site w ill be ab o ut 1-2 hours from some m edium -sized c it y . We w a n t brothers th a t w ant to liv e o f f the la n d , raise th e ir own fo o d , some chickens and a m ilk c o w . As an added source o f incom e we hope to have a peoples' ranch o r p la ce fo r gay c it y men to come fo r the weekend and camp o u t and re la x . L ike to c o n ta c t gay men in C a lifo rn ia now o r men p la n n in g on m oving to C a lifo rn ia in th e near fu tu re . We seek d e d i cated p e o p le , ready to make a com m itm ent fo r th e fu tu re . Please w r ite . Love and peace to a ll RFD readers and rural gay men and gay wom en. Steve G insberg 509 Verm ont S t. San F rancisco, CA
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Last y e a r the emphasis was on our co m m o n a lity and p ride in b e in g G a y . This ye a r we w ill also ta ke a lo o k a t the v a rie ty o f life s ty le s in the G ay C o m m u n ity. By a tte m p tin g to share and understand these d iffe re n c e s , we hope to come to a b e tte r understanding o f w hat we are a ll a b o u t. A c tiv itie s and events in c lu d e guest speakers A u th o r R ita M ae Brown and Tommi o f the R adical Q ueens, two film s — " A V e ry N a tu ra l T h in g " and "W om en in R e v o lt", com m unity m eals, a d a n ce , and many workshops some o f w h ich a re : G >m m unications, M e d ia , F un draising, C o u n se lin g, C o l le c tiv e s , Small Towns, S & M , Prisons and In s titu tio n s , M e n ta l H o sp ita ls, Com ing O u t, G ro w in g O ld , G ay C iv il R ights, Love R e lationships, Fem inine Id e n tific a tio n , H e a lth C a re, M arxism , G ay C h ris tia n ity , Trans s e x u a lity , F ilm , P e d o p h ilia , C h ild c a re , Country S p iri t u a lit y , O u t in th e C o u n try , C o u n try -C ity , Lesbians in the C o u n try , Dance and S e x u a lity , N o n -S e p a ra tist Lesbian Fem inism , B is e x u a lity , G a y C r e a tiv ity , Rela tin g o f G ay M ales to S tra ig h t W om en, B la ck and G a y , Lesbian C iv il R ights, Lesbian S k ills , R adical Fem inist B io lo g y , Lesbian Sex C o m m u n ica tio n , Lesbians and R e lig io n , H istory o f Lesbians, Lesbians in Prison, and m ore. For more in fo rm a tio n , w rite : G a y L ib e ra tio n Front Student A c tiv itie s C enter U n iv e rs ity o f Iowa Iowa C ity , Iowa 52240
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In the summer days when d a y lig h t seemed fo re ve r w ith o u t m orning, e ve n in g , n ig h t and a ll the leaves were treasures a ll the flo w e rs c h ild re n a ll th e w in d -s w e p t sky was mode fo r pleasure in the summer m id-sun o u t o f sight and soon fo rg o tte n in the dreams made on a summer afte rn o o n when we were c h ild re n and the n ig h t was m agic y e t; in th e g e n tle su n -d a ze o f those hours when the o u t-stre tch e d hands o f g o ld e n w heat fie ld s c lu tc h e d our hearts (as la te r diamonds m ig ht) when the drums o f d is ta n t drummers started tatoos o f lost lands th a t we w ould soon d iscover fly in g o u t o f sun and o u t o f sight and soon fo rg o tte n in th e dreams made on a summer afternoon when we were c h ild re n and the n ig h t was m agic y e t;
in the cloudless w e a vin g patterns o f the sky on fie ld s w here c ric k e ts p la ye d the c ry in g games and lameless predators o f fr ig h t sta lke d fearlessly w ith in th e scattered seeds o f tim e h eld s t ill the f ly in g birds rang c le a r the freedom song th a t we w o uld soon remember f ly in g o u t o f sun and o u t o f sight and soon fo rg o tte n as d y in g dreams made on a summer a fternoon when we were c h ild re n and the n ig h t was m agic y e t. â&#x20AC;&#x201D; O la f
pansy (p a n ’ z e ) n . , p i. -sies (F r. pensee, a th o ug h t f r . penser, to th in k ) 1 . a sm all garden p la n t ( V io la tr ic o lo r ) o f the v io le t fa m ily , w ith f la t , b ro a d , v e lv e ty petals in many c o lo rs . 2 . (S la n g ) an e ffe m in a te man; esp. a male hom osexual.
In 1587, th e famous p a n s y -lo v e r G erard w ro te : "The Hearts-ease or Pansie hath many round leaves at the fir s t com m ing up; a fte rw a rd they grow somewhat lo n g e r, s le ig h tly c u t around the edges, the stalks are weake and te n d e r, whereupon grow flo u re s in form & fig u re lik e the V io le t , and fo r the most p a rt o f the same bignesse, o f sundry co lo u rs: p u rp le , y e llo w , w h ite and b le w ; by reason o f w h ic h colours they are ve ry pleasing to the e y e , fo r smel they have l it t le o r none a t a l l . . . . o fte ntim e s i t hapneth th a t the uppermost flo u re s are d iffe re in g from those th a t grow upon the m id dle o f the p la n t, and those va ry from th e low erm ost, as N a tu re lis t to d a lly w ith things o f such b e a u ty ."
O u r seed ca ta lo gs began a rriv in g in January and w ith them came visions o f p o le beans and m orning g lo rie s , o f b ro c c o li and tom atoes, o f d a h lia s and ca b b ag e , o f melons and sweet c o rn , and o f pansies b lo o m in g e v e ry w h e re . PANSIESI W o u ld n 't i t be n ic e i f a ll the RFD readers had pansies g ro w in g in th e ir yards and gardens and w in d o w boxes. So, a le tte r w e n t o ff to the Burpee Com pany, a b ig package o f "O re g o n G ia n ts , m ixed co lo rs" came b a c k .
N o w you have a pack o f y o u r ve ry own pansies seeds. Love yo u r p la n ts . Care fo r th e m . A fte r a ll they are the flo w e rs o f fa g g o ts. They are a lo t tougher than most people r e a liz e , (H al W ill they r e a liz e i t b e fore it 's too la te ? ) . A n y w a y , you should sta rt yo u r pansies as soon as you get them , the last o f M a rc h ? Use p o ttin g soil compossed o f 1 part each o f s o il, sand, le a f mold o r peat moss. Press the seed lig h tly in to the so il and keep them shaded u n til g e rm in a tio n . The pansies can have f u ll sun th e n , e xce p t d u rin g the ho ttest p a rt o f the d a y . D o n 't w a te r log your flo w e rs , d o n 't le t them w ilt e ith e r. They are b a s ic ly lovers o f m od e ra tio n, as fa r as d rin k goes a n yw a y. Before you p la n t the flo w e rs o u tdo o rs, they should be slo w ly exposed to c o o le r and c o o le r te m p e ra tu re . Leave them o u tsid e fo r an hour more o r less the firs t d a y . Add a lit t le more tim e each day u n til you th in k i t is past frost in yo u r p a rt o f the w o rld . In Io w a , we can usually get them o utside by la te A p r il o r e a rly M a y . Y o u r pansies may bloom th is ye a r i f e v e ry th in g goes fa v o ra b ly . A good fa iry liv in g in yo u r neck o f the woods helps a lo t. When w 'n te r comes and freezes the soil an in ch o r so, it's tim e to m ulch your pansies. C over them w ith six inches o f leaves, stra w , w h a te ve r you have handy th a t's not fu ll o f weed seed. D o n 't u n co ver them u n til sever fro st has gone back to the N o rth Pole fo r the summer. Y o u r pansies should be ready fo r an am azing show n e xt sp rin g . Pansies reseed themselves r e a d ily . W o n d e rfu l! But you should th in o u t w eak plants and un d esira b le colors as soon as blooms o p e n . O th e rw ise y o u r bed w ill d e te r i o ra te . N o one lik e s a faded pansie, you kn o w . G ood lu c k w ith yo u r p la n ts. If you lo ve them , you know they w ill lo ve you w ith th e ir co lo rs and shared lif e . Have a good sp rin g , both you and y o u r p la n t frie n d s .