“Velvet Shoes” by Elinor Wylie

by Ann Neilson

Wylie’s dainty poem, “Velvet Shoes,” rouses hushed contemplation by its dreamy, ethereal narrative. Subtle evocation is surely what has made this poem a classic to our contemporary readers.

Velvet Shoes

Let us walk in the white snow
In a soundless space;
With footsteps quiet and slow,
At a tranquil pace,
Under veils of white lace.

I shall go shod in silk,
And you in wool,
White as white cow’s milk,
More beautiful
Than the breast of a gull.

We shall walk through the still town
In a windless peace;
We shall step upon white down,
Upon silver fleece,
Upon softer than these.

We shall walk in velvet shoes:
Wherever we go
Silence will fall like dews
On white silence below.
We shall walk in the snow.

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