295/366 The Hag is astride

Amidst the bones and sheets and scary sounds in the neighborhood, there is a definite lack of witches. The few that I have seen tend to be of the variety that drive their broomsticks into trees, which if I were a witch, I would find highly insulting. So I decided to pair today’s poem about a witch–with a mask.

The Hag is astride,
This night for to ride;
The Devill and shee together:
Through thick, and through thin,
Now out, and then in,
Though ne’r so foule be the weather.

A Thorn or a Burr
She takes for a Spurre:
With a lash of a Bramble she rides now,
Through Brakes and through Bryars,
O’re Ditches, and Mires,
She followes the Spirit that guides now.

from “The Hag” by Robert Herrick

Image taken with iPhone 5s and processed with Snapseed, iColorama, Stackables and Polamatic using the 600 presets-

For today: The Hag is astride


The Hag is astride

The Hag is astride


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