a Contessa went barefoot once*
in a touch of inverted snobbery
Hollywood's requisite razzle-dazzle
at times we have all downed our shoes
there in the sand to run against the grains
or discarded killer heels after the first dance
barefoot conjures carefree
more often though it is just beggardom
hardening the soles
soldiers strip the dead for boots
going hell for leather on their long march
hungry enough to eat the hide
*1954 film”The Barefoot Contessa”
For this week’s Poetics, Kim has given us a A closet full of shoes