Sunday, January 13, 2008

Shoes

We cannot speak for you
we have not walked your path
the path that wore down your shoes
the shoes that are now piled high
in glass cases that we file past
silently.

We have not walked your path
and cannot speak for you
but silence allows your deaths

again and again and again.


previously published at: Poetry Songs and Writers in Scotland.



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15 comments:

Jo said...

Oh the ending of this is very fine, Juliet. Powerful.

paisley said...

and i for one am thrilled not to have the suffocating responsibility of judging anyone or anything ,,, but myself... very nicely done.....

mariacristina said...

The repeating lines work well here, mimicing the lines of visitors filing past. Great images and sounds.

SB said...

Pithy. And timely.

Linda said...

That ending! Wonderful! It slowed me down and I savored it!

...deb said...

Incredibly powerful.

I immediately thought about the huge greyed pile of shoes at the Washington, DC Holocost Museum.

gautami tripathy said...

Shoes have so much to say. The repetitions sticks to the mind.

Dick said...

Chilling & powerful, Juliet.

Crafty Green Poet said...

paisley - thanks, its about witnessing, nut judging

deb - I wrote it after visiting Auschwitz.

Gautami - specially these shoes

Jo, Dick, Linda, mariacristina, sb - thanks

gingatao said...

A long walk poem with effective use of repetition with variation, 'path...past' The rhythm has care taken over it, and the structure, this care in the writing gives the whole piece a deeply respectful tone, perfectly appropriate to its setting and theme. There is a depth in the imagery. The central metaphor is not strained. All in all a very effective, carefully composed poem which speaks with great elegance of solemn respect and dignity.

Crafty Green Poet said...

serious review there, gingatao, thanks!

Dave said...

This is really good. The repetiition works for me, too.

BB said...

That last verse is masterful, Juliet.

susan said...

Really appreciate the message here.

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Ruby said...

thanks for sharing your poem about shoes, now I will have to look for more! love, etc Ruby