When I was a teenager, I liked the poem “Fog” by Carl Sandburg:

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

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

And I composed then a tune with jazz flavor for it. I can still remember it, and hence, I recorded it today and attached the audio file to this work.

Below, in Chinese, I will offer my Chinese version of this poem.

August 6, 2022
El Cerrito, California

霧中吟

林鈺堂

在我十幾歲時，喜歡卡爾·桑德堡的詩〈霧〉。
英文原作在上；這是我的中譯：

霧來了
以小貓的腳步

它坐望著
港口與城市
在靜靜的臀上
然後走了

當時我還哼出帶爵士音樂味道的小調來唱此詩。現在我還記得，所以今天我就錄音起來，並且將錄音檔附於此作。

2022年8月6日
養和齋  於加州