She also suggested the names Intelligent Whale and Utopian Turtletop to Ford Motor Company. They went with Edsel.
(Both of those stories sound like elaborate hoaxes. I sort of wish they were, and I'd thought of them.)
A fine article on Moore is here.
Here's a poem called "To A Giraffe":
If it is unpermissible, in fact fatal
to be personal and desirable
to be literal—detrimental as well
if the eye is not innocent—does it mean that
one can live only on top leaves that are small
reachable only by a beast that is tall?—
of which the giraffe is the best example—
the unconversational* animal.
When plagued by the psychological,
a creature can be unbearable
that could have been irresistible;
or to be exact, exceptional
since less conversational*
than some emotionally-tied-in-knots animal.
consolations of the metaphysical
can be profound. In Homer, existence
is flawed; transcendence, conditional;
"the journey from sin to redemption, perpetual."
(Pardon the font change. It was the only way I could get the line breaks and spaces right.)
And this is "A Jelly-Fish":
a fluctuating charm
an amber-tinctured amethyst
inhabits it, your arm
approaches and it opens
and it closes; you had meant
to catch it and it quivers;
you abandon your intent.
I'll let Moore's work speak for itself. Honestly, I don't know what I could say that would be worthy.
* My thanks to the eagle-eyed and (I assume) Marianne Moore fancying J.C.P, who caught my mistaken transcription. I had had "unconventional" and "conventional" in place of "unconversational" and "conversational".