The Moose Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACB DEFEGF HIAAJA AAAAAA KLMNON APAAAA AQRSGG ANAAAA TTAUAA DADAVD WAXAAX RYZA2B2Y GAADC2A DAAD2E2D F2AC2RAC2 AC2AG2AA E2AH2AHH AHHI2HH AHXHHX DAJ2AHJ2 HHC2E2QE2 C2UADHA K2HDHHH AL2AAAA AAAAC2A M2DAE2HN2 ADAO2AD HC2B2P2HC2

read and teaA
home of the long tidesB
where the bay leaves the seaA
twice a day and takesC
the herrings long ridesB
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where if the riverD
enters or retreatsE
in a wall of brown foamF
depends on if it meetsE
the bay coming inG
the bay not at homeF
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where silted redH
sometimes the sun setsI
facing a red seaA
and others veins the flats'A
lavender rich mudJ
in burning rivuletsA
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on red gravelly roadsA
down rows of sugar maplesA
past clapboard farmhousesA
and neat clapboard churchesA
bleached ridged as clamshellsA
past twin silver birchesA
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through late afternoonK
a bus journeys westL
the windshield flashing pinkM
pink glancing off of metalN
brushing the dented flankO
of blue beat up enamelN
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down hollows up risesA
and waits patient whileP
a lone traveller givesA
kisses and embracesA
to seven relativesA
and a collie supervisesA
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Goodbye to the elmsA
to the farm to the dogQ
The bus starts The lightR
grows richer the fogS
shifting salty thinG
comes closing inG
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Its cold round crystalsA
form and slide and settleN
in the white hens' feathersA
in gray glazed cabbagesA
on the cabbage rosesA
and lupins like apostlesA
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the sweet peas clingT
to their wet white stringT
on the whitewashed fencesA
bumblebees creepU
inside the foxglovesA
and evening commencesA
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One stop at Bass RiverD
Then the EconomiesA
Lower Middle UpperD
Five Islands Five HousesA
where a woman shakes a tableclothV
out after supperD
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A pale flickering GoneW
The Tantramar marshesA
and the smell of salt hayX
An iron bridge tremblesA
and a loose plank rattlesA
but doesn't give wayX
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On the left a red lightR
swims through the darkY
a ship's port lanternZ
Two rubber boots showA2
illuminated solemnB2
A dog gives one barkY
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A woman climbs inG
with two market bagsA
brisk freckled elderlyA
A grand night Yes sirD
all the way to BostonC2
She regards us amicablyA
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Moonlight as we enterD
the New Brunswick woodsA
hairy scratchy splinteryA
moonlight and mistD2
caught in them like lamb's woolE2
on bushes in a pastureD
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The passengers lie backF2
Snores Some long sighsA
A dreamy divagationC2
begins in the nightR
a gentle auditoryA
slow hallucinationC2
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In the creakings and noisesA
an old conversationC2
not concerning usA
but recognizable somewhereG2
back in the busA
Grandparents' voicesA
-
uninterruptedlyE2
talking in EternityA
names being mentionedH2
things cleared up finallyA
what he said what she saidH
who got pensionedH
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deaths deaths and sicknessesA
the year he remarriedH
the year something happenedH
She died in childbirthI2
That was the son lostH
when the schooner founderedH
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He took to drink YesA
She went to the badH
When Amos began to prayX
even in the store andH
finally the family hadH
to put him awayX
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Yes that peculiarD
affirmative YesA
A sharp indrawn breathJ2
half groan half acceptanceA
that means Life's like thatH
We know it also deathJ2
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Talking the way they talkedH
in the old featherbedH
peacefully on and onC2
dim lamplight in the hallE2
down in the kitchen the dogQ
tucked in her shawlE2
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Now it's all right nowC2
even to fall asleepU
just as on all those nightsA
Suddenly the bus driverD
stops with a joltH
turns off his lightsA
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A moose has come out ofK2
the impenetrable woodH
and stands there looms ratherD
in the middle of the roadH
It approaches it sniffs atH
the bus's hot hoodH
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Towering antlerlessA
high as a churchL2
homely as a houseA
or safe as housesA
A man's voice assures usA
Perfectly harmlessA
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Some of the passengersA
exclaim in whispersA
childishly softlyA
Sure are big creaturesA
It's awful plainC2
Look It's a sheA
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Taking her timeM2
she looks the bus overD
grand otherworldlyA
Why why do we feelE2
we all feel this sweetH
sensation of joyN2
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Curious creaturesA
says our quiet driverD
rolling his r'sA
Look at that would youO2
Then he shifts gearsA
For a moment longerD
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by craning backwardH
the moose can be seenC2
on the moonlit macadamB2
then there's a dimP2
smell of moose an acridH
smell of gasolineC2

Elizabeth Bishop



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