My moose, and Elizabeth Bishop’s The Moose poem
Today my favorite moose showed up in the yard for a visit. It was nice. Moose always make me happy (except when they charge me on the trails). There is something endearing and comical about their long, thin faces, their knobby knees, their lumbering gaits. (Or, homely as a house, as Bishop writes in her… Read More My moose, and Elizabeth Bishop’s The Moose poem