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Contest update!

I just learned that our own dear Brittany Vandeputte sent in an entry for this week’s prompt that never arrived! She also sent one in for “chocolate” (check it out at the end of the chocolate post) and I didn’t get that one either! I’m so sorry, Brittany. Your entries aren’t in my spam folder, so I don’t know what happened. You have my personal e-mail address now, so please use that from now on. If anyone else has ever submitted something that didn’t show up in the weekly collection, please post a comment here to let me know!

Brittany writes: “This is a poem I wrote in college — a time in my life when practicality did not dictate that I put away my 3-inch heels and platform shoes. I had assembled quite a collection of shoes from my forays in Europe and optimistically wrote this in the hopes that in those shoes, this was how other people saw me. (Funny how I thought they were *practical* at the time. 🙂 ) ” Her entry:

Shoes
She’s a pretty girl, looks like she’s been places
Her shoes have a personality all their own.
They look worn, but determined, in a dignified, mysterious way.
They look foreign, and knowledgeable, like they’ve got something to say in a foreign tongue.
But the girl isn’t talking, she’s just staring into space.
What goes on behind such a passive face?
She could be conjugating French verbs or thinking about an Italian lover.
It doesn’t seem to matter really, one way or the other.
She’s a pretty girl in sensible shoes.
One does not mince words in shoes like these.
She’s a goddess or a demon.
Her shoes love ’em and leave ’em.
But her shoes, they hint at that smile.
She’s a pretty girl, looks like she’s been places.
Her shoes have a personality all their own.
They look worn, but determined, in a dignified, mysterious way.
They look foreign and knowledgeable, like they’ve got something to say in a foreign tongue.
But the girl isn’t talking.
She lets her shoes do the walking when she walks away.

2 Comments Post a comment
  1. Cathy #

    love it, brittany! it really captures the essences of being in your 20’s, ready for the world, but is the world ready for you?

    September 10, 2008
  2. love it! this is my favorite line:

    “She could be conjugating French verbs or thinking about an Italian lover.”

    September 10, 2008

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