The white horse I was born to curses, my hooves headed the wrong way and I know I will die to the sound of blessings the way I was broken with both. So many once believed in me, they all backed me. I was worthy of their faith because I never arrived or ever proved … Continue reading Two poems by Richie McCaffery
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Two poems by Richie McCaffery
Legend The cricket club is a cow-field away from our house, yet local lore says a cricket ball knocked so far for six in the 1950s smashed one of our bay windows. I can’t say if the ball was returned, if it even crossed the players’ minds that evening in the pub, of someone … Continue reading Two poems by Richie McCaffery
Two poems by Richie McCaffery
The truth so far In the chalky trough under the blackboard, lessons dusted and already forgotten. The teacher is squawking away once more, scratching into the tabula rasa the truths so far about God and arithmetic with the expungible white of fossil shells. (first published in The Rialto; from Spinning Plates, Happenstance Press, … Continue reading Two poems by Richie McCaffery