Travel, Law and Life Considered

Carl the Fog

Keyvan Tabari

Copyright Keyvan Tabari 2021. All Rights Reserved.

 

The fog in San Francisco is so ubiquitous,

At times, that we have given it a proper name.

Carl, it is called, is gender neutral as befits

Our “progressive” place.

 

It is not peaceful;

It is restless:

It rolls under the bridge of the Gate,

And comes up to swallow

Its towers of rust in color.

 

I like it when Carl romanticizes the night,

Not so much when its gray

 Dominates the day.

 

Fog is the work of the Valley heat and

Ocean mist, they say.

Nonsense, I say:

Ours comes and goes as it pleases,

Like so much in this City 

That says laissez faire.

(February 13, 2021)