Carl Sandburg wrote:The fog creeps in on little cat feet.
It sit on silent haunches,
Looking over harbor and city,
And then moves on.
It sit on silent haunches,
Looking over harbor and city,
And then moves on.
Iowa has had fog for about a week now.
I am waiting for it to move on.
1 comment:
Carl Sandburg is a great favorite with me. His poem about boxes might be taken as a metaphor for hierarchical organizations. Anyone we know??
Gpa Don
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