The souls of soles, when bare,
kiss earth, and sink into its vibrations.
Shoes dull the senses, feet despair
of boots and pumps, need sensations
of soil and moisture, and the flow of air
around each toe. Feet welcome liberation
every summer; the change from bare
white trotters to tanned exultation,
collecting grains of sand without a care
and rinsing clean in salty ocean.
Kim M. Russell, 8th April 2021
Image by Genevieve Dallaire on Unsplash
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar: The Body & Poetry
Grace is back with a question: What does our body have to do with writing poetry? She says that we know our bodies intimately, whether we like it or not, and there are poems waiting to come out of our bodies and their experiences.
Grace has shared examples from poems by a range of poets including Margaret Atwood, Marge Piercy and Lucille Clifton, as well as the wonderfully titled ‘I’ve Grown Very Hairy’ by Yehuda Amichai, to inspire us to write poems about the body parts (e.g. eyes, hands, feet) as a metaphor and/or story.