Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY OLD SHOES, by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS Poet's Biography First Line: They are dwellings of comfort and rest Last Line: Unless I can wear my old shoes. Subject(s): Shoes; Boots; Sneakers; Shoemakers | ||||||||
They are dwellings of comfort and rest, So easily, friendlily worn; They have fashioned a leathery nest For each individual corn. By many a brotherly mile They have molded themselves to my feet, Submitting their angles the while Till the union is fair and complete. They have known how to want or abound, Have cared not for blacking and pride, And have suffered full many a wound With me as their negligent guide. What gay recollections they share Of sweet-plodding league after league, Fern forests, and glittering air, And honest, contented fatigue! I have brought them and they have brought me Thus far on an intricate road, And though they are homely to see, They deserve a congratulant ode. And I fear me the Golden Street (The Scriptures I would not abuse) Will not feel just right to my feet Unless I can wear my old shoes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BROKEN SANDAL by DENISE LEVERTOV FOR AL-TAYIB SALIH by KHALED MATTAWA SNEAKERS by E. ETHELBERT MILLER BLACK NIKES by HARRYETTE MULLEN THE FURY OF OVERSHOES by ANNE SEXTON A BATTLE SONG (WRITTEN IN THE WORLD WAR) by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS |
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