Fog

Carl Sandburg

[googly text]

The coming of a cloud;
A short soccer leg.

Sat down watching
Welcome to the city center of Rome
Silently on the lip
The next step.

[original text]

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

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


Translation steps: English > Arabic > Swahili > Latin > Greek > English
The original text of this poem is in the public domain.