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Friday, February 02, 2007

(silent) poetry reading

Fog

The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then, moves on.
Carl Sandburg
for more info about the silent poetry reading go here.

1 Comments:

Blogger deborah oak said...

okay. now this is really incredible. This was my very first FAVORITE poem...I read it first in third or fourth grade. Thank you. Every day I find yet another poem and great blog...wow. thank you!!!

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