A Load of Shoes
Abraham Sutzkever
1943
The cartwheels rush,
quivering.
What is their burden?
Shoes, shivering.
The cart is like
a great hall:
the shoes crushed together
as though at a ball.
A wedding? A party?
Have I gone blind?
Who have these shoes
left behind?
The heels clatter
with a fearsome din,
transported from Vilna
to Berlin.
I should be still,
my tongue is like meat,
b…
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