DON’T BLINK
Morning fog
Greets the new day
Slowly opening
Sleepy eyes
Blinking
It misses the sun
That has gone into hiding
Searching for lost days
Chasing the night
Into the stars
Le Brouillard matinal (The Morning Fog) -- Gao Xingjian
Fog
ReplyDeleteThe fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
--Carl Sandburg
I love that poem, and anything to do with fog! Thank you Duane!
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