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 tea | A |
| home of the long tides | B |
| where the bay leaves the sea | A |
| twice a day and takes | C |
| the herrings long rides | B |
| - | |
| where if the river | D |
| enters or retreats | E |
| in a wall of brown foam | F |
| depends on if it meets | E |
| the bay coming in | G |
| the bay not at home | F |
| - | |
| where silted red | H |
| sometimes the sun sets | I |
| facing a red sea | A |
| and others veins the flats' | A |
| lavender rich mud | J |
| in burning rivulets | A |
| - | |
| on red gravelly roads | A |
| down rows of sugar maples | A |
| past clapboard farmhouses | A |
| and neat clapboard churches | A |
| bleached ridged as clamshells | A |
| past twin silver birches | A |
| - | |
| through late afternoon | K |
| a bus journeys west | L |
| the windshield flashing pink | M |
| pink glancing off of metal | N |
| brushing the dented flank | O |
| of blue beat up enamel | N |
| - | |
| down hollows up rises | A |
| and waits patient while | P |
| a lone traveller gives | A |
| kisses and embraces | A |
| to seven relatives | A |
| and a collie supervises | A |
| - | |
| Goodbye to the elms | A |
| to the farm to the dog | Q |
| The bus starts The light | R |
| grows richer the fog | S |
| shifting salty thin | G |
| comes closing in | G |
| - | |
| Its cold round crystals | A |
| form and slide and settle | N |
| in the white hens' feathers | A |
| in gray glazed cabbages | A |
| on the cabbage roses | A |
| and lupins like apostles | A |
| - | |
| the sweet peas cling | T |
| to their wet white string | T |
| on the whitewashed fences | A |
| bumblebees creep | U |
| inside the foxgloves | A |
| and evening commences | A |
| - | |
| One stop at Bass River | D |
| Then the Economies | A |
| Lower Middle Upper | D |
| Five Islands Five Houses | A |
| where a woman shakes a tablecloth | V |
| out after supper | D |
| - | |
| A pale flickering Gone | W |
| The Tantramar marshes | A |
| and the smell of salt hay | X |
| An iron bridge trembles | A |
| and a loose plank rattles | A |
| but doesn't give way | X |
| - | |
| On the left a red light | R |
| swims through the dark | Y |
| a ship's port lantern | Z |
| Two rubber boots show | A2 |
| illuminated solemn | B2 |
| A dog gives one bark | Y |
| - | |
| A woman climbs in | G |
| with two market bags | A |
| brisk freckled elderly | A |
| A grand night Yes sir | D |
| all the way to Boston | C2 |
| She regards us amicably | A |
| - | |
| Moonlight as we enter | D |
| the New Brunswick woods | A |
| hairy scratchy splintery | A |
| moonlight and mist | D2 |
| caught in them like lamb's wool | E2 |
| on bushes in a pasture | D |
| - | |
| The passengers lie back | F2 |
| Snores Some long sighs | A |
| A dreamy divagation | C2 |
| begins in the night | R |
| a gentle auditory | A |
| slow hallucination | C2 |
| - | |
| In the creakings and noises | A |
| an old conversation | C2 |
| not concerning us | A |
| but recognizable somewhere | G2 |
| back in the bus | A |
| Grandparents' voices | A |
| - | |
| uninterruptedly | E2 |
| talking in Eternity | A |
| names being mentioned | H2 |
| things cleared up finally | A |
| what he said what she said | H |
| who got pensioned | H |
| - | |
| deaths deaths and sicknesses | A |
| the year he remarried | H |
| the year something happened | H |
| She died in childbirth | I2 |
| That was the son lost | H |
| when the schooner foundered | H |
| - | |
| He took to drink Yes | A |
| She went to the bad | H |
| When Amos began to pray | X |
| even in the store and | H |
| finally the family had | H |
| to put him away | X |
| - | |
| Yes that peculiar | D |
| affirmative Yes | A |
| A sharp indrawn breath | J2 |
| half groan half acceptance | A |
| that means Life's like that | H |
| We know it also death | J2 |
| - | |
| Talking the way they talked | H |
| in the old featherbed | H |
| peacefully on and on | C2 |
| dim lamplight in the hall | E2 |
| down in the kitchen the dog | Q |
| tucked in her shawl | E2 |
| - | |
| Now it's all right now | C2 |
| even to fall asleep | U |
| just as on all those nights | A |
| Suddenly the bus driver | D |
| stops with a jolt | H |
| turns off his lights | A |
| - | |
| A moose has come out of | K2 |
| the impenetrable wood | H |
| and stands there looms rather | D |
| in the middle of the road | H |
| It approaches it sniffs at | H |
| the bus's hot hood | H |
| - | |
| Towering antlerless | A |
| high as a church | L2 |
| homely as a house | A |
| or safe as houses | A |
| A man's voice assures us | A |
| Perfectly harmless | A |
| - | |
| Some of the passengers | A |
| exclaim in whispers | A |
| childishly softly | A |
| Sure are big creatures | A |
| It's awful plain | C2 |
| Look It's a she | A |
| - | |
| Taking her time | M2 |
| she looks the bus over | D |
| grand otherworldly | A |
| Why why do we feel | E2 |
| we all feel this sweet | H |
| sensation of joy | N2 |
| - | |
| Curious creatures | A |
| says our quiet driver | D |
| rolling his r's | A |
| Look at that would you | O2 |
| Then he shifts gears | A |
| For a moment longer | D |
| - | |
| by craning backward | H |
| the moose can be seen | C2 |
| on the moonlit macadam | B2 |
| then there's a dim | P2 |
| smell of moose an acrid | H |
| smell of gasoline | C2 |
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