The Passage Analysis activity planned for today was postponed until Monday. Sorry guys, you'll just have to wait to get into the "movement in poetry" work we need to do. Here's a hint at what we'll do Monday:

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
And seeing that it was a soft October night,
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.