A hack through the fog. 

 A fog drifts in, the heavy laden

Cold white ghost of the sea— 

One by one the hills go out, 

The road and the pepper-tree. 

I watch the fog float in at the window 

With the whole world gone blind,

Everything, even my longing, drowses,

Even the thoughts in my mind. 


I put my head on my hands before me, 

There is nothing left to be done or said, 

There is nothing to hope for, I am tired, 

And heavy as the dead.   

“Gray Fog” by Sarah Teasdale

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