The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on. “Fog” is a poem by Carl Sandburg. It first appeared in. Fog by Carl Sandburg. Fog Learning Guide by PhD students from Stanford, Harvard, Berkeley. FOG. by: Carl Sandburg (). Share0 Tweet0 Share0 Share0. HE fog comes; on little cat feet. It sits looking; over harbor and city; on silent haunches.

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The fog comes on little cat feet.

It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on. Sandburg Thats called plagiarism Report Reply. This is one of my favorite poems of all time. Proof that poetry need not be long to be effective. The image of fog coming on sandbug cat feet is hauntingly beautiful.

I lived near San Francisco while I grew up, and enjoyed seeing the fog come on little flg feet. It is very silent and glides lithely along. Light from the setting sun tinges it yellow gold. In the Bay Area the fog is as omnipresent as the green hills, the sights, sounds, and smells of the City, the waters of the bay, and the majestic sight of the two bridges. I love the fog and I love the City. Best ever short makes sandbutg help Report Reply.


What a nice imagery!

Analysis of “Fog” by Carl Sandburg

I can almost see the fog sitting on its hunches. The poem is short, simple and sweet. A lot of expression in so few words, it’s very rare Report Reply. This is how we look at the opportunities of this world Sandbrg simple metaphor and imagery in this poem are awesome beyond compare! With six simple lines he sends our imaginations every which way!

Fog (poem)

His metaphor is surprising but so apt- why didn’t we think of it? We can feel a lot of different emotions being evoked- praise for its beauty, awe, fear, dread of something in the fog Just think about the silent way fog creeps in and lies over the streets, just think of what it might muffle- approaching footsteps, something lurking in the white murk, the day becoming mysterious and – Report Reply.

One of the poems I memorized in4th grade for extra credit Report Reply. One day the perfect girl comes you hesitate the next thing you caro she’s gone. Also life in general you come from work and you go to get your daily dose od mcdonalds you swallow and you have a heart attack and die at age thirty two. Your life is gone just like the fog.


Such gentleness is in this little poem – images of fog creeping in, spreading silence over all, awe and mystery and peace. For a lifetime, this has been my favorite poem.

Indeed I do Jonathan. It is a prime example of less being quite enough. Poems by Carl Sandburg: Fog – Poem by Carl Sandburg.

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