01/11/2026
Poetry is important in my life. I attend a Poetry event at Battenkill Books one night per week and I also use poetry in my professional work. Recently, my mentor, Irene, dropped off eight books of a series called Poetry for Young People.
Carl Sandburg is our focus this month. Although he died the year I was born, I feel a connectedness with him. “His nose was always in a book.” “ He liked to write and his pockets were filled with odd scraps of papers on which he wrote many ideas.” “ He loved music.” “ He could not do monotonous work.” “ He could never settle on one profession.”
Dreams are things that some people do not follow. Dreams require action. Carl Sandburg liked to say that he was an eternal hobo. His wife was a school teacher and she raised nubian goats.
Of all the different breeds - the nubians are my favorite. I hope to travel someday to North Carolina and visit the Carl Sandbury Home National Historical Site. Therefore I will.
The first poem in the book is “Fog” and my fourth graders have memorized and can recite this poem.
Fog
The fog comes on little cat feet.
It sits looking over harbor and city
On silent haunches
And then moves on…
Carl Sandburg
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