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letra de ode to my shoes - erica jong

the poet alone
is writing an ode
to her shoes–
her shoes which
only she can fill
her shoes of
purple suede and green leather
the color of palm fronds
her
diamond-studded boots
her feathered cowboy boots
her seven-league epic
poetry boots
her little silver haiku boots
with tiny heels that
twinkle
her first-person platform boots
and her backless glass
slippers
modelled after cinderella’s
(one lost, at midnight
because of
a running man)
her huntress boots of india-rubber
her lover’s boots
joined at the ankle
like leg irons
her pink baby booties bronzed
for
posterity
her daughter’s burning reeboks
her lover’s laceless
sneakers
left in the guest room closet
for her to kiss
year after
year
after year
darling shoes
beloved feet
ten toes to walk me
toward my true
love
——me pumps to fuel his passion
stiletto heels to stab him
if
he strays

shoes tell you everything
shoes speak my language
their tap tap tap
on the airport runway
tells me the story
of a lovely, lonely woman flying
after love–
that old, old story
in a new pair
of shoes

- erica jong

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