“In pictures like these there are always empty shoes. It's the shoes that get to me. Sad, that innocent daily task - putting your shoes on your feet, in the firm belief that you'll be going somewhere.”
― Margaret Atwood “Atticus was right. One time he said you never really know a man
until you stand in his shoes and walk around in them.
Once upon a time, there were three princesses who each night wore out a pair of shoes ... but that's not the story I want to tell. Once upon a time, I had shoes handmade to fit ... and that was the year I started walking my own path. So for me, shoes have always been both personal and symbolic.
Helping someone into their own shoes is a loving act. Throwing a shoe at a President is a major insult, or so I've heard. Shoe stories stick in my heart and mind. What about you?
The Challenge: In your NEW poem, feature shoes in a symbolic narrative