Thursday, January 09, 2014

Poetry and Pose

The other day, my cousin mentioned that her 7-year-old daughter Jessie was learning about personification by studying Carl Sandburg's classic poem.

Fog

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

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

Last night, our house was enveloped in fog. Roger bribed our cat Doublestuff with treats to pose for this picture to send to Jess.



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