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2015—Silent Haunches

Carl Sandburg’s poem “Fog” came to mind Sunday morning when I looked out at the dense mist enveloping my neighborhood. It stayed for a while, then moved on.

FOG

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.

I think this photo depicts the “silent haunches” part.

2015-011-24

3 responses

  1. Susan

    The fog moved on to Port Aransas!

    January 12, 2015 at 6:42 am

  2. Melinda

    I always liked that poem! I see fog out my window too- covering the hills. Nice image too!

    January 12, 2015 at 9:01 am

  3. Smith, Rebecca@CSD

    Hi Carol! This is my favorite (one of them). Hope you are having a great day!
    Love always,
    Beckee

    January 12, 2015 at 9:53 am

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