Mooses by Ted HughesThe goofy Moose, the walking house frame,Is lostIn the forest. He bumps, he blunders, he stands.With massy bony thoughts sticking out near his ears –Reaching out palm upwards, to catch whatever might befalling from heaven –He tries to think,Leaning their huge weightOn the lectern of his front legs.He can’t find the world!Where did it go? What does a world look like?The MooseCrashes on, and crashes into a lake, and stares at themountain and cries:‘Where do I belong? This is no place!’He turns dragging half the lake out after himAnd charges the crackling underbrushHe meets another MooseHe stares, he thinks: ‘It’s only a mirror!’‘Where is the world?’ he groans. ‘O my lost world!And why am I so ugly?And why am I so far away from my feet?’He weeps.Hopeless drops drip from his droopy lips.The other Moose just stands there doing the same.Two dopes of the deep woods.
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Carol Troy
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jamless Rean
This song is so magical
ShareCropper Express
She is the best thing to happen to music since Hank Sr
Anniina Pekkarinen
Hauntingly beautiful. Bluegrassy with a dark mystical feel that is enchanting
Syifa Rahma
this song is gold omg
Nocturnal
this song takes me back
James Jorgensen
Has anyone written a better song this in the last 10 years?
Fran Go
Mooses by Ted HughesThe goofy Moose, the walking house frame,Is lostIn the forest. He bumps, he blunders, he stands.With massy bony thoughts sticking out near his ears –Reaching out palm upwards, to catch whatever might befalling from heaven –He tries to think,Leaning their huge weightOn the lectern of his front legs.He can’t find the world!Where did it go? What does a world look like?The MooseCrashes on, and crashes into a lake, and stares at themountain and cries:‘Where do I belong? This is no place!’He turns dragging half the lake out after himAnd charges the crackling underbrushHe meets another MooseHe stares, he thinks: ‘It’s only a mirror!’‘Where is the world?’ he groans. ‘O my lost world!And why am I so ugly?And why am I so far away from my feet?’He weeps.Hopeless drops drip from his droopy lips.The other Moose just stands there doing the same.Two dopes of the deep woods.
Trollaholic Rex
This song was the song that sold me on a new hifi audio system. The lucky store has you to thank for me dropping several grand on new gear. You should demand a royalty payment.
Ben Curry
She needs like 3,000,000 more views