Poems by Ursula McCabe

We used to sing more We used to sing more- Mothers murmured refrains to babes, children danced in the forest, sticks waving, all master conductors, singing out from under bobbing hemlock branches. During world wars, the infantry would shout out bawdy tunes full of drink and women, their boots caked with mud and blood, but … Continue reading Poems by Ursula McCabe

high in the sky

by Wanda Morrow Clevenger   my card arrived at last so we stopped in at the pot dispensary   hippy music they used to call it teemed March Madness screeched silently on the big screen   water and coffee around the corner and free snacks in a basket   after keying me in the associate … Continue reading high in the sky