May 17, 2025
More in Poetry slipper
(from my Cinderella poems)
slipper
it was wound
with linen bound
to burlap blouse and skirt.
put back from things
that cut and crack.
one night’s bookends
bundled up above.
once or twice a year
she mounted floors
and opened doors,
laid careful
strips of oldened cloth
on stretched-dress lap,
first toe, then vamp
and heel unwrapped.
once or twice a year
she mounted floors
and opened doors,
slipped slipper
in between
herself and time,
and wandered young
where mice slept under eaves.
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