March, 2017

Ehwaz/The Horse

Ehwaz/The Horse by Amoret BriarRose I approach her slowly, bit of apple in my hand, hoping to coax her? Befriend her? I’m not sure either is truly possible. I know in my heart: she is a wild thing though the path near the fence is deep and worn and her warm breath fogs the air as her teeth gingerly grab sweetness from my open palm, her muzzle soft, pliant. Her eyes betray her.     previously published on November 9, 2016 at amoretbriarrose.com

The Gift Must Move

Potential Energy By Amoret BriarRose The seeds (sealed in a pocket squashed in a small pot with spongy, thirsty dirt and simple instructions for planting, a gesture, an idea of green) surprise themselves and sprout. Spring has come to Pittsburgh, and I think it is finally here to stay.  In my region, Spring and Winter often do a strange dance at this time of year, with neither really being comfortable leading. Since February, we have been having a few abnormally warm days followed by a solid block of frigid winter, which is then followed by warming, then more winter. It’s […]