Red Shoes

Honor Moore

all that autumn you step from the train
as if something were burning
something is burning
running across the green grass bare feet
that day death was only
what we lose in fall comes back in spring
something is burning
from the train you climb
smoke between the skyscrapers
Paris was so beautiful, the sky– 
all that autumn
then tears
Why do we do this again?
she turns to you in the kitchen
she puts her arms around you
she is wearing those red shoes
From Red Shoes by Honor Moore, published by W.W. Norton & Company, Inc. Copyright © 2005 by Honor Moore. Reprinted by permission of Honor Moore. All rights reserved.

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Further Reading

Poems and Clothing
"What Do Women Want?"
by Kim Addonizio
Aedh wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
by W. B. Yeats
Black Jackets
by Thom Gunn
Black Nikes
by Harryette Mullen
Borrowed Dress
by Cathy Colman
by Peg Boyers
by Mark Doty
Dialect of a Skirt
by Erica Miriam Fabri
by Éireann Lorsung
by Tina Chang
Fat Southern Men in Summer Suits
by Liam Rector
My Shoes
by Charles Simic
Ode to a Dressmaker's Dummy
by Donald Justice
Old Coat
by Liam Rector
by Robert Pinsky
The Plaid Dress
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Upon Julia's Clothes
by Robert Herrick
Wedding Dress
by Michael Waters
White T-shirt
by Lewis Ellingham
Poems and Shoes
Black Nikes
by Harryette Mullen
Derrick Poem (The Lost World)
by Terrance Hayes
My Shoes
by Charles Simic
New Shoes
by Honor Moore
Red Slippers
by Amy Lowell
The European Shoe
by Michael Benedikt