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Fog - Poem by Carl Sandburg

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.

Comments about Fog by Carl Sandburg

  • Pax Amicus 4/3/2020 6:12:00 AM

    bob b, Your are wrong, Langston Hughes did not write FOG, it was Sandburg and was first published in 1916. Hughes was only 16 at that time. Hughes had nothing published until 1921. Do your research! Reply

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  • Michael Walker 10/24/2019 10:33:00 PM

    A much anthologized poem, but Sandburg has written many better ones. Reply

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  • your mom 3/13/2019 2:13:00 PM

    its a really good poem Reply

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  • Mahtab Bangalee 1/21/2019 2:53:00 AM

    beautifully written

    FOG comes, slowly crosses all, small to great, touches all, ghostly....///

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  • bob b 9/17/2018 3:50:00 PM

    Sorry, but LANGSTON HUGHES made this Poem - NOT Mr. Sandburg Thats called plagiarism Reply

    Pax Amicus (4/3/2020 6:07:00 AM)

    L. Hughes had nothing to do with the poem FOG. Sandburg wrote it and it was first published in 1916. Hughes was only fifteen in 1916 and was only first published in 1921. Do your research first!

    Chuck Isner (11/10/2019 3:02:00 PM)

    Hughes actually was an admirer of Sandburg, but this poem belongs to Sandburg without question.

    b bob (10/5/2018 8:43:00 AM)

    yeah you have no idea what you're talking about

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  • Kathy Lippard Cobb 8/2/2018 1:05:00 PM

    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 little cat feet is hauntingly beautiful. Reply

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  • raimundo marin 4/16/2018 4:04:00 PM

    what does fog and this animal have in common Reply

    pasha (4/23/2020 1:19:00 PM)

    Clearly you've never watched a cat move. Equally clearly you've never seen wisps drift in from the bay, or seen a sea fret move in, sttod on the beach and watched the haar on rhe waves, or stood on a hilltop and watched flog-clouds drift by below you. Sad.

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  • NavyDave 4/14/2018 10:29:00 AM

    I lived near San Francisco while I grew up, and enjoyed seeing the fog come on little cat 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. Reply

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  • Awsome 3/20/2018 12:14:00 PM

    Best ever short makes good help Reply

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  • Todd Saed 11/28/2017 2:03:00 AM

    it is spiritually soothing and reassuring Reply

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