I must have done something right and Other Poems

By Ursula McCabe I must have done something right never was I bored at the Michigan farm that held me clapboard tight in the old house’s arms every June grandpa drove his silver blue mercury down to Illinois to pick me up grandma gritting her teeth as he sped past all the flat land with … Continue reading I must have done something right and Other Poems

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