Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Fog - Poem by Carl Sandburg

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

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Comments about Fog by Carl Sandburg

  • Gold Star - 14,334 Points Susan Williams (11/6/2015 2:00:00 PM)

    . The simple metaphor and imagery in this poem are awesome beyond compare! With six simple lines he sends our imaginations every which way! 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

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  • Rookie Ann Ross (1/8/2015 12:09:00 PM)

    One of the poems I memorized in4th grade for extra credit (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Luke Baldwin (11/17/2009 5:53:00 PM)

    i think that this poem is really a metiphor for how life is and functions. One day the perfect girl comes you hesitate the next thing you know 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. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jane Moon (5/15/2009 11:47:00 AM)

    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.) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jacob Royal (2/1/2008 5:50:00 PM)

    Awesome! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie H. Chesebit (11/19/2007 3:51:00 PM)

    Indeed I do Jonathan.
    It is a prime example of less being quite enough. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jonathan Barrow (12/3/2005 1:50:00 PM)

    Awesome Poem! Anybody else agree? (Report) Reply

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