It begins to swell, the hollow brassy knell a ponderous tune in the forest gloom. An elephant bull strives in limited room: first his shoulder lifts, and the bell rumbles; then his body shifts and the bell tumbles around his neck, an extra burden, a distraction the bull can never quell. Kim M. Russell, 11th […]
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