Thursday, September 24, 2009

The Fog


THE FOG comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches        
and then moves on.

Carl Sandburg
Chicago, 1916
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1 comment:

nita said...

Beautiful fall day here. 54 degrees, no wind, bright sunshine. Wonderful day to be alive.

9:43:00 AM

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