Monday, February 11, 2019
The Bull Moose :: Moose
The Bull Moose   The Bull Moose is a poetry by one of the great Canadian poets, Alden Nowlan. It is a finely crafted numbers by a very talented poet. It reminds us how far external from nature the lives of ordinary manpower and women experience strayed. This is something common to all of us who live so much our lives in buildings and who so rarely receive Nature in its raw form. Nowlan creates powerful layers of images, and contrasts them in a expression to make us feel just how damaging to our minds and souls this separation from Nature has been. His poem is Romantic in the commission it tries to remind us of how far we have fallen and how hollow our idea of progress is. Indeed, Nowlan suggests that we may be more of a beast than the elk.   The moose presents a picture of peculiarity to the reader. I think he is searching for a place to die, further it can be seen that he still seems very powerful in the way he comes lurching and stumbling in such a powerful way , until he reaches the edge of his world, and the beginning of our world, at the pole-fenced pasture. A crowd composed of men, women, and children seems to have materialized out of thin air. These are the representatives of civilized life, and they are uniformly mark by insensitivity and ignorance in the way in which they treat the moose. The community cant seem to understand that the moose is not the same kind of carnal as their domesticated cattle, or their pet collie, or the gelded moose they remember having seen. They suffer from a severe kind of blindness which cannot signalise the deeper significance of this moose which has come to them from the purple mist of the trees as if he were some kind of mystical being full of ancient truths. The vista quickly develops into a pageant of obscenity as some of the men pry open his jaws with bottles and then pour beer down his throat. The mooses crown of thistles is a symbol which serves to remind us of the unjustified suffering of Ch rist. In this way it makes us see our fellow humans in a pixilated light as they proceed toward the humiliation and execution of one of the lords of life.
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