Here you will find the Poem The Fog of poet Lola Ridge
Out of the lamp-bestarred and clouded dusk - Snaring, illuding, concealing, Magically conjuring - Turning to fairy-coaches Beetle-backed limousines Scampering under the great Arch - Making a decoy of blue overalls And mystery of a scarlet shawl - Indolently - Knowing no impediment of its sure advance - Descends the fog.
