So, without further ado, let’s get to today’s painting and poem, inspired Carl Sandburg’s famous little poem, The Fog.
To read this poem, click here (or scroll down near the bottom of the page)
Murmuring in the misty maw
in dark fields of asphodel
a cauterized face,
stammers and halts.
For just a moment
it’s deathly still—
dumb and mute,
without a past,
and no story to spin for a soul.
Is it a memory
that’s just on the tip
of its toothless tongue?
Had it not lighted
a coal-black lantern
to remind itself of its way?
It’s just one face—
one among many,
one among pathless, hapless,
by Carl Sandburg
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
Carl Sandburg, 1878-1967. Born in Galesburg, Illinois.
Link to Biography: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/carl-sandburg
Link to Poem: https://poets.org/poem/fog
ABOUT THE POETRY PAINTING PROJECT
For the past couple of months I have been working on a huge new secret project with my painter, Addie Hirshten, of Studio Alchemy
We selected 30 poems (from the public domain) and each day for the next 30 days I will write a poem inspired by it, and Addie will paint a painting.
Expect an outpouring of creative energy! This is the sort of big project that artists live for … where we can say what we yearn to say. Big picture stuff. Heart wrenching stuff. I feel so inspired by the poetry we are working with AND seeing Addie’s process as well. Expect daily surprises with our posts. Expect passion. Expect love. Expect life.
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