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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & Owner
Ray Rasmussen, General Editor

Volume 12, Number 2, June 2018

Steve Andrews
Sun Prairie, Wisconsin, USA

In an Ordinary World

The fog comes
on little cat feet

I was a farm kid in a small rural high school the first time I heard the poem. At home, I always had a dozen barn cats underfoot and our bottom meadow was covered in fog half the time, so I reasoned that I could relate to Sandburg. But then the teacher stopped reading and said that the poem wasn’t really about cats or weather conditions.

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

Since those high school days, writing has been my avocation. I never wrote the Great American Novel. And the income from the poetry I’ve published over a lifetime would barely buy a hamburger. Yet on most days, particularly in the early morning hours, my gray cat-like muse enters the room and sits with me for a while before quietly stealing away.

next to the dust
of the farm lane
blue chicory
without being planted
a tiny garden appears

Editor’s Note: Inspired by Carl Sandburg’s poem “Fog.” Italics show the two parts of Sandberg's poem. It was published in 1916.



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