Author Archives: Juleigh Howard-Hobson

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

Juleigh Howard-Hobson is an award-winning formalist poet, as well as an essayist and editor. She is the author of Sommer & Other Poems (Portland, Ore.: Ravenshalla Arts, 2007) and The Cycle of Nine (Portland, Ore.: Ravenshalla Arts, 2010) ([email protected]). Her work has most recently appeared in Autonom and Hex Magazine and is forthcoming in Primordial Traditions and The Journal of Contemporary Heathen Thought.

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Follow the White Rabbit:
Andy Nowicki’s Heart Killer

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

2,147 words

Andy Nowicki
Heart Killer
London: ER Books, 2012
www.erbooks.com

I would not like to be in a room with any character from Andy Nowicki’s latest novel Heart Killer. Then again, I really wouldn’t know it if I were. Andy Nowicki has written a novel about evil within, about depravity within, about horror within.

Going, Going . . . Not Gone

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

1,399 words

Grant Wood, “Stone City, Iowa,” 1932

The other night, while at a barn sale/estate sale of old things left behind by examples of Western Civilization’s last purely self-contained generation, the lights went out. An electrical substation blew a mile or so away, and right there in the middle of the bidding on a box of blue and white English-made transfer-ware darkness descended. Read more …

Published: December 5, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged articles, civility, implicit whiteness, Juleigh Howard-Hobson, North American New Right, originals | Comments closed

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What If

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

George Frederic Watts, “Sir Galahad”

104 words

And what if, in fact, he already came
Again, that once and future king of ours
But we didn’t recognize him? No shame
In that, of course, how could we know? Arthur’s
A common enough name. And, he
Might have appeared, but named as someone else,
When we were pre-occupied. Wars. Plagues. We
Couldn’t predict when his rebirth should’ve
Occurred — or which exact emergency
Would summon him. Read more …

Published: November 5, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged avatars, Juleigh Howard-Hobson, North American New Right, originals, poems | Comments closed

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After the Avatar, 1945
A Sonnet for Savitri Devi on her 107th Birthday

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

117 words

Our holy sun shouldn’t shine anymore.
There is nothing left to grow beneath now.
All is gone, blasted, shot, burnt. All our pure
Beauty, our sure truths, lost. We endure. How
And why are beyond us, we simply live.
What else is there for us to do? We are
Not dead though all we love is dead. Forgive
Us for not rejoicing in the warm air,
For not embracing the light we once rose
To salute. It is too late for more dawns,
We do not care to see new days. Gallows
Read more …

Published: September 30, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged commemorations, Juleigh Howard-Hobson, North American New Right, originals, poems, Savitri Devi | Comments closed

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By the Way

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

Albrecht Dürer, Hands

116 words

Oh my god I saw him, he looked to be
A million. He looked so badly broken,
So motionless and silent. Please tell me
What happened. He used to be well spoken
Of when the party was in favor. I
Don’t recall the reason, or if there
Even was one, for him being any
Read more …

Published: September 14, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged Juleigh Howard-Hobson, North American New Right, originals, poems | Comments closed

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In Englischer Garten

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

Unity Mitford, November 9, 1937

174 words

“On September 3, 1939, the day of England’s declaration of war against Germany, Unity Mitford sat down upon a bench in a Munich park and put a bullet through her temple. The suicide attempt failed . . .”1

Tall willows shade the paths which wind between
The flower beds and grassy plots where you
Often walked. You spoke of what would happen
Should Germany and England decide to
Embark on war: Read more …

Published: August 8, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged commemorations, Juleigh Howard-Hobson, North American New Right, originals, poems, Unity Mitford | Comments closed

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Woman Being

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

2,929 words

“The source of all life and knowledge is in man and woman, and the source of all living is in the interchange and the meeting and mingling of these two: man-life and woman-life, man-knowledge and woman-knowledge, man-being and woman-being.” — D. H. Lawrence, letter written June 1914.[1] Read more …

Published: July 31, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged articles, Christianity, emasculation, family life, feminism, Juleigh Howard-Hobson, living well, misogyny, North American New Right, originals, sexuality | Comments closed

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Two Poems for Enoch Powell

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

255 words

More’s The Pity, Enoch Powell

“Another thing is no matter how much you think you love somebody, you’ll step back when the pool of their blood edges up too close.” — Chuck Palahniuk Read more …

Published: June 15, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged commemorations, England, Enoch Powell, Juleigh Howard-Hobson, multiculturalism, North American New Right, originals, poems | Comments closed

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Of Faith, Folk & Perspective:
An Essay with a Volta

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

1,420 words

There’s a lot of despair lately. The folk — as a genetically identifiable people — is endangered. Our folkways are all but lost. Read more …

Published: May 2, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged articles, Juleigh Howard-Hobson, North American New Right, originals | Comments closed

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After Bowden’s Credo

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

Jonathan Bowden, "Shy Titan"

158 words

It doesn’t make any difference, how
You died, or when. It’s enough that you’re dead
And that we cannot ever hear you now
Except in memories. You’ve gone ahead—
While we stay here. We must not mourn, must find
Instead, in the words that you left to us—
“The glory of our tribe is not behind
us, we can be great again.” – what we must
Read more …

Published: April 27, 2012 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged Jonathan Bowden, Juleigh Howard-Hobson, North American New Right, originals, poems | Comments closed

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Pushing the System:
Troy Southgate’s National-Anarchism: A Reader

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

1,853 words

National-Anarchism: A Reader
Ed. Troy Southgate
London: Black Front Press, 2012

“That which is falling, should also be pushed” — Nietzsche, as quoted by Troy Southgate

Or Forever Hold No Peace
Oder für immer keinen Frieden halten

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

World War II Memorial, Washington, D.C.

275 words

“We lose 1000 WW II veterans every day. Take a moment to share your stories.” — Lt. Gov. David Dewhurst, tweet, June 6th, 2011

“In a time of universal deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act.” — George Orwell

Christmas Special
Of Winter Kings & Snap Dragons:
John & Caitlín Matthews’ The Winter Solstice

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

1,206 words

John Matthews, with contributions from Caitlín Matthews
The Winter Solstice: The Sacred Traditions of Christmas
Wheaton, Il.: Theosophical Publishing House/Quest Books, 1998

The Winter Solstice is divided in two, like the day it celebrates, but instead of an even mix of dark and light, this book remains enlightening all the way through. Read more …

Published: December 20, 2011 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged book reviews, Caitlin Matthews, Christianity, Christmas, holidays, John Matthews, Juleigh Howard-Hobson, living well, North American New Right, originals, paganism, the Winter Solstice | Comments closed

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The Ruminators

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

John Singer Sargent, "Orestes Pursued by the Furies," 1921, detail

114 words

We nurse old wounds. Slowly. Carefully. Some
Are so flimsy, they might fall apart from
Being examined too much, or too long,
By anyone but us. Still, most are strong,
Or strong enough. Each one of them’s become
A special thing, a poisoned point, a strum
Of nasty notes producing a thick hum
Of wretchedness and bile. We like that song.
We nurse old wounds Read more …

Published: December 15, 2011 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged Juleigh Howard-Hobson, North American New Right, originals, poems | Comments closed

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Christmas Special
’Tis the Season:
An Ethnobotanical Look at Yule

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

1,759 words

Christian Rätsch and Claudia Müller-Ebeling
Pagan Christmas: The Plants, Spirits, and Rituals at the Origins of Yuletide
Rochester, Vt.: Inner Traditions, 2003

Christmas—or Yule, to use the name originally given to this sacred time by our pre-Christian ancestors—is one of those times when I am particularly reminded of how much who we were still strongly influences who we are. Read more …

Published: December 13, 2011 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged alcohol, book reviews, Christian Rätsch, Christianity, Christmas, Claudia Müller-Ebeling, drugs, European folkways, food, holidays, Juleigh Howard-Hobson, living well, mythology, North American New Right, originals, Pagan Christmas, paganism, plants, religion, Yule | Comments closed

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Thanksgiving Special
Feasts, Offerings, & a Thankful Strain

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

788 words

“We thank with brief thanksgiving
Whatever gods may be” — Algernon Charles Swinburne

“Our rural ancestors, with little blest,
Patient of labour when the end was rest,
Indulged the day that housed their annual grain,
With feasts and off’rings, and a thankful strain.” — Alexander Pope

Thanksgiving. Usually, as a heathen family, we don’t do much thanking on the last Thursday of November. Read more …

Published: November 22, 2011 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged articles, holidays, Juleigh Howard-Hobson, North American New Right, oriignals, poems, Thanksgiving | Comments closed

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November 24, 1916

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

Paul Nash, "We Are Making a New World," 1918

409 words

Author’s Note:

A sestina written for all of our folk who were duped into being part of that first war to end all wars, that brother-killing-brother war, that beginning of our end. Read more …

Published: November 11, 2011 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged commemorations, Juleigh Howard-Hobson, North American New Right, poems, reprints, Veterans Day, World War I | Comments closed

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Crowley the Poet:
A Different Look at Aleister Crowley on this, the Occasion of his 136th Birthday

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

Aleister Crowley, October 12, 1875–December 1, 1947

781 words

“I have been accused of being a ‘black magician.’ No more foolish statement was ever made about me . . .”
—Aleister Crowley

I do not care too much for what other people say, and I do not care too much for what other people think of what some people say. Which is, I suppose, a rather roundabout manner of explaining why I have great admiration for Aleister Crowley as a poet despite what is said and what is thought about him, about his works, about his legacy, and about his life. Read more …

Published: October 12, 2011 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged Aleister Crowley, articles, commemorations, Juleigh Howard-Hobson, North American New Right, originals, poems | Comments closed

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Sunna

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

111 words

You should have known there’s no need to search. Light
(Don’t confuse it with illumination)
Lies within. You should have known this birthright
Was, and always was, in your grasp. Each man
Contains his own black sun, his own dark flame
Of knowledge. There is no fruit that, grabbed
And bitten, releases any arcane
Stores of hidden wisdom. No much tabbed
Ancient text whose pages, thickly bound and
Set with bloody sigils, contain the one
And truest way to reach the light. No grand
Chest of truth is lodged away. Truth? There’s none Read more …

Published: October 4, 2011 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged Juleigh Howard-Hobson, North American New Right, poems, reprints | Comments closed

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Sonne

Juleigh Howard-Hobson

111 words

And it will come, our dawning, do not doubt . . .
Right now it doesn’t seem like much, but we
Can already look and see the dark route
Ahead is lit a little. It was the
Bleakest path to take when we began. But,
We believed night couldn’t last, believed our
Day would dawn, believed our steps would be put
In step with others—so they shall. Power
Of vision, of faith, of will, brings our sun;
With power to make manifest a sky
Gone bright with morning, gone bright with the one
Light that cannot be dimmed again. Our eyes Read more …

Published: October 3, 2011 | Posted in North American New Right | Tagged Juleigh Howard-Hobson, North American New Right, poems, reprints | Comments closed

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