Fog
First published in Chicago Poems (New York: Henry Holt, 1916).
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
First published in Chicago Poems (New York: Henry Holt, 1916).
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
Back in my youth, before the internet, if you wanted to have poetry digitally, you typed it in from a book. Which I did. At the time, this was a collection to be proud of. Now I have updated it to Markdown and built a browser for it, so you can share in the poetry that fueled my imagination and made me the literary snob I am today.