Erica Jong - Becoming Light
Erica Jong - Becoming Light
Selected Works
Ode to my Shoes
~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 flame cowboy
boots,
her seven-league epic poetry boots,
her
little silver haiku boots with the 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,
fuck-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, lovely woman
flying after love-
that old, old story in a new
pair of shoes.
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