Lost Poem by Carl Sandburg
Lost
Rating: ★2.7
Desolate and lone
All night long on the lake
Where fog trails and mist creeps,
The whistle of a boat
Calls and cries unendingly,
Like some lost child
In tears and trouble
Hunting the harbor's breast
And the harbor's eyes.
Friday, January 3, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: fog,hunting
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