RINGS of iron gray smoke; a woman’s steel face … looking … looking.
Funnels of an ocean liner negotiating a fog night; pouring a taffy mass down the wind; layers of soot on the top deck; a
taffrail … and a woman’s steel face … looking … looking.
Cliffs challenge humped; sudden arcs form on a gull’s wing in the storm’s vortex; miles of white horses plow
through a stony beach; stars, clear sky, and everywhere free climbers calling; and a woman’s steel face … looking
… looking …

Poet: Carl Sandburg
Poem: 5. Fog Portrait
Volume: Smoke and Steel
- VII. Passports
Year: Published/Written in 1922
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