Unforgotten Feet


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 Holocaust Museum   (By Jane Shore)    http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/237966

  [The following two stanzas are from a longer poem that describes the experience of three friends walking through the Holocaust Museum.]


but shoes—mountains of shoes—

 each shoe still shaped to the human

 foot it had once belonged to,

 a man’s shoe, a woman’s shoe,

 a left or a right shoe, its mate

 lost in a pile somewhere;


 dusty, scuffed boots and pumps,

 heels worn down to the shank,

 shoes that appeared to have walked

 miles and miles to arrive here.

 The odd thing was—

 the room smelled like feet. 


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