The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over the harbor and city
on silent haunches, and then moves on.

Carl Sandburg (1878-1967) American poet, biographer
“Fog” (1914)
Added on 25-Jun-08 | Last updated 25-Jun-08
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