Of the few poems I like...

...this is the cutest. In the midst of studying for my exams, I found a poem I liked. Well, to be more accurate, buried in the tons of backdated readings, I have finally read Seminar 9 of Discourse of Arguementation. In it, I came across a poem I really like. It's enchanting, cute and not at all morbid (unlike my favourite Emily Dickinson "Because I could not stop for Death")

The Fog

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbour and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.

Carl Sandberg