| From: | taliesin the storyteller <taliesin-conlang@...> |
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| Date: | Thursday, November 3, 2005, 13:37 |
The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on. I had never seen this poem before, but stumpled upon the following page today: http://www.conknet.com/~mmagnus/SSArticles/FogCatFog.html The thing has great rhythm. t.
| Larry Sulky <larrysulky@...> | |
| Mark J. Reed <markjreed@...> |