The Phoenix, by Sylvia Townsend Warner

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Sylvia Townsend Warner’s satirical tale of crass commercialism and casual animal cruelty first appeared in her collection The Cat’s Cradle Book in 1940.

Warner was an independent-minded woman, a feminist and lesbian, before either of these was fashionable. In her 1926 novel Lolly Willowes, about a similarly independent-minded woman of middle age who moves to an English country town to take up the practice of witchcraft:

That’s why we become witches: to show our scorn of pretending life’s a safe business, to satisfy our passion for adventure. It’s not malice, or wickedness – well, perhaps it is wickedness, for most women love that – but certainly not malice, not wanting to plague cattle and make horrid children spout up pins and – what is it? – “blight the genial bed.” (…) One doesn’t become a witch to run around being harmful, or to run around being helpful either, a district visitor on a broomstick. It’s to escape all that – to have a life of one’s own, not an existence doled out to by others.

The Phoenix, by Sylvia Townsend Warner {11:05}

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