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: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email 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!