Read 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. which lines from "the love song of j. alfred prufrock" most likely influenced sandburg’s poem? let us go then, you and i, when the evening is spread out against the sky like a patient etherized upon a table; the yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes, licked its tongue into the corners of the evening, lingered upon the pools that stand in drains, i should have been a pair of ragged claws scuttling across the floors of silent seas. shall i say, i have gone at dusk through narrow streets and watched the smoke that rises from the pipes of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows?