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

Two Poems by Ursula McCabe

GOOSE BUMPS   Goose bumps- miniature primal humps. If we had more hair,  we would never notice you. But it’s not just the chill that elevates these tiny nodes. For me it was the misty fall walk near a brackish coastal stream. Suede like cattail heads  buoyant with slight wind, reed foliage set the stage, … Continue reading Two Poems by Ursula McCabe