SHOES

Well, at my fotolog today, I posted a photo of me when I was 5 years old. I directed viewers there to come here, for a special poem written about me when I was four, by my Aunt Louise (a gift to my mother for Valentine's Day). Now I can't find that poem. It was quite accurate about me, my personality actually, I think, so I like it very much. How could she know just what I would be like, when I was only four? Because I already was me, that's how, of course.

Anyway, in place of that poem, and in honor of yesterday's shoe and foot photos :), I will post a poem written about my grandma and her shoes. When I was on my poetry residency, and interviewing (and staying with) her, I found that she had the coolest shoes in all those old photographs. So for Netta:

SHOES

Black chunky heels

slide down to velvet toe bows

pointy

rounded

slim T-straps

cream button shoes

high ankle wraps

open toes

flat white casuals

high heels

ankle boots

MaryJanes

double-vamp straps

ribbon bows

black slip-ons

grace Netta's feet.