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The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over the harbor_x000D_ _x000D_ and city on silent haunches and then moves on.
Carl Sandburg
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Interpretation

What this quote means

This quote describes the gentle and subtle arrival of fog as if it were a quiet cat.

In this quote, Carl Sandburg uses the metaphor of a cat to portray the serene and almost stealthy way fog envelops a landscape. The imagery emphasizes the quiet beauty and transient nature of fog, suggesting a peaceful yet ephemeral presence that temporarily alters the scenery of a harbor and a city.

Themes

FogNatureMetaphorBeautyTransience

In practice

Example use cases

This quote could be shared during a nature-themed presentation to highlight the beauty of fog.

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