(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.
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then, moves on.
for more info about the silent poetry reading go here.Carl Sandburg
posted by michelle at 12:24 PM
1 Comments:
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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