Our Geese

Mother Goose

Ryan Kraeger

They puff up and hiss through the fence,
Their favorite form of defence.
Thank your stars, Mama Goose,
That the dog can’t get loose,
Or this rhyme would get way too intense!

That’s right. Our one remaining female goose has (apparently) choses a mate and is now trying to sit on a clutch of eggs. She does still seem to spend a good deal of time roaming around the pasture, so, we will see if she actually successfully hatches anything.

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Published by Ryan Kraeger

"I only remember the very first part of the book where he described the man of steel and velvet and I remember the deep chord that phrase struck. I remember the image I had of a hand of living steel wearing a velvet glove, a hand that could crush or caress, strike a killing blow or wipe away tears, lift mountains or cradle an infant. The rest of the book was an afterthought." From an essay about Aubrey Andelin's "Man of Steel and Velvet".

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