Articles by Ursula McCabe
Poem
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For the Grave of My Father
() poem unrhymed
"...furled fronds will reach up, find woodland light..."
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bye bye blackbird
() poem unrhymed
"...You will go too but I ask to go first..."
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Tiger Bite
() poem unrhymed
"...I can still conjure up the fear..."
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A Clip in Time
() poem unrhymed
"...reborn again perhaps tenderer, smaller..."
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Navigate
() poem unrhymed
"...a place to hibernate, to regenerate..."
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The Volume of a River
() poem unrhymed
"...this mother of all mothers -- the Columbia..."
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cup of runneth over
() poem unrhymed
"...the elk rest with tucked legs beneath their deep chests..."
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Uplift of the Land
() poem unrhymed
"...Bryce's sunsets are rides with wildfire colors..."
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Shepherds of My Dreams
() poem unrhymed
"Fawn trails a doe..."
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Looking Good
() poem unrhymed
"... I'm falling fast into loamy soil..."
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Trestle Bay
() poem unrhymed
"...elk wandered to water this morning..."