Image vs. Real Life

Back in school we learned Carl Sandburg’s poem, “Fog.”

The fog comes in
On little cat feet

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

It was a good school for image and metaphor, but it imprisoned fog in “little cat feet” for a whole generation. šŸ™‚ That’s not a bad thing, but in my world fog definitely does NOT arrive on “little cat feet.” If it arrives on any kind of cat’s foot it’s the Snow Leopard or Siberian tiger. Fog is a winter miracle that leaves the tiniest branches on every bare tree wrapped in crystals, a silent, enchanted world.

15 thoughts on “Image vs. Real Life

  1. Hi Martha–you and our mom were thinking alike today! But she is sticking with us, not with those big cats of which you speak. They would scare us!–Love, Parker, Piper and Pumpkin.

  2. I love the beauty of the fog; especially in wintery places. I can’t help but think of the movie, The Fog. I love the fog over the water when I go for my walks on the lake. šŸ¤

  3. I love when we get hoar frost – that fog is amazing when it goes directly to ice on the trees! As for the little cat feet – you are right that it did limit the idea of fog for many….

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