Foliage: Various Poems

<p><SPAN name="link2H_4_0031" id="link2H_4_0031"> </SPAN></p> <br/> <h2> THE FOG </h2> <p>I saw the fog grow thick,<br/> Which soon made blind my ken;<br/> It made tall men of boys,<br/> And giants of tall men.<br/> <br/> It clutched my throat, I coughed;<br/> Nothing was in my head<br/> Except two heavy eyes<br/> Like balls of burning lead.<br/> <br/> And when it grew so black<br/> That I could know no place,<br/> I lost all judgment then,<br/> Of distance and of space.<br/> <br/> The street lamps, and the lights<br/> Upon the halted cars,<br/> Could either be on earth<br/> Or be the heavenly stars.<br/> <br/> A man passed by me close,<br/> I asked my way, he said,<br/> "Come, follow me, my friend"&mdash;<br/> I followed where he led.<br/> <br/> He rapped the stones in front,<br/> "Trust me," he said, "and come";<br/> I followed like a child&mdash;<br/> A blind man led me home.<br/></p> <p><br/><br/></p> <hr /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />