Fog's a species of weather- <br />gray, like a pigeon's feather. <br />Auden once wrote, 'Thank you, fog.' <br />Sandburg thought of cat, not dog. <br />Fog's in Eliot's Unreal City- <br />yellow fog, what a pity. <br />Call it mist, call it fog: <br />Still you tripped over that log. <br />If you can, take off work. <br />No sense traveling in that murk. <br />Anything you try to say <br />will come out mumbled, foggy gray. <br />The fog is subtler than the snow. <br />And so it's the more dangerous foe.<br /><br />Hans Ostrom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/couplets-in-the-fog/
