flickr-free-ic3d pan white

Pearl fog..

Open the door now.

Go roll up the collar of your coat

To walk in the changing scarf of mist.


Tell your sins here to the pearl fog

And know for once a deepening night

Strange as the half-meanings

Alurk in a wise woman's mousey eyes.


Yes, tell your sins

And know how careless a pearl fog is

Of the laws you have broken.

by Carl Sandburg


I love this poem very much and wanted to put it in my book but could not because of copyright reasons. So here it is. This is for those who is not tired yet of my fog.


45 faves
Taken on January 8, 2009