Fog 25 Wednesday Sep 2013 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ 6 Comments The world today is full of fog, Not digital, but analogue. The world is spectral – each item a ghost, The air is chilled – I like that bit the most, It’s as if the world is at one remove, And the sun really has got something to prove… Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...
Artwork gave life to the amazing poetry. Thank you.
Thank you John!
Love Fog – it creeps on cat feet – Carl Sandburg. Love your use of the word analogue
Thank you Carol! Yes, fog is strangely splendid!
Great pix to go along with. Has me longing for a less techy world seen through the impefect glass of an old home…
Glad you like it!