Tired of the tension, trying to be more light-hearted in this post.
I've used shoes quite a bit in my teaching. We've written poems about them, studied other poets' poems, and sketched them. There seems to be one scene in nearly every book about shoes. These past few days I've been trying to choose more clothes to give away. Shoes are the hardest.
Like others I know, I don't particularly like shoes. I'd rather spend more money on books. So, when I know that I have a pair of shoes that will "fit" an occasion and not be too out of date, I hesitate to get rid of them.
And then there are my Converse low tops, soft as worn cloth, with a few holes, favorites. At first I thought I might as well keep them because they are rather worn, and I wondered who would want them? Well, there are many 'gently worn' collectibles online. I had no idea. I guess now I have a big decision-keep or give? I like them, have fond memories of wearing them with my students who thought they were 'cool'. But, I wear them rarely, and someone out there might be thrilled to have them. Nostalgia hurts the giveaways.
Here's the beginning of a poem I wrote earlier this year:
With Apologies to Robert Frost
Whose shoes these are I think I know;
his house is down two streets or so.
He’s wearing new Chuck Taylors now.
In youth, all feet are wont to grow.
FYI-I still have my wedding shoes, in a box, but that's excusable, right? No one would want them!