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Thursday, December 21, 2006

An Ode to Feet by Frankie Zelnick

I absolutely loved this post by Frankie Zelnick and I identify with it a lot. An ode to his feet cause they took him her to all the corners of the globe.
I like them best this way – rough, worn out, paint chipping away at the edges. All are signs of use, productivity, and accomplishment. If I could add up all the miles they’ve journeyed throughout my lifetime, I wonder what length they would stretch. I wonder how far these feet have taken me.
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But my feet remain the truth, the evidence, the division between fact and fiction. These feet have walked through English gardens, through Canadian forests, through the fields of India. They have hiked up the Himalayas and strolled through the streets of Paris. They have been washed in the Atlantic, Pacific and Indian oceans, blessed in the Ganges.


Also posted at Blogbharti.

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8 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

if my feet would do atleast half of tht my spirits would be flowing in air like nothing n would be sorrounded by joy like everything.

12:53 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Awww thanks so much! I'm honored :). I'm so happy to have found you on here! I miss India with such an aching and am so glad you're there exploring it. Thanks so much for writing on my blog...it brought me here to you and I'm so very excited to read more!!!

2:15 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

great post. yours and the original as well.
As a side note, an ode to all five senses makes it complete, may be, or is it irrelevant in the poetic spirit of this context?

6:21 PM  
Anonymous Gangadhar said...

that's fantastic!!

7:53 PM  
Blogger Sidhusaaheb said...

I guess it would be fit to write an ode to the entire body, in that sense. The liver that has digested the food at all these places, the heart that continued to pump blood during all weather conditions, the pancreas that continued to do its job valiantly, etc., etc. ...

:D

1:12 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Lovely !!

1:35 AM  
Blogger Anil P said...

And they're still good for more.

3:08 AM  
Blogger Mridula said...

Maverick, my feelings exactly.

Frankie, I read only a few of your posts and I am hooked. I am so glad I stumbled across your post. Hope to read many more.

Ketan, I don't know :) I liked it, I linked it and when I showed it to my husband. He too reacted very similarly to you and Sidhu! I guess to each, their own. From my side it is perfectly alright to pick up one, if that is what one feels like.

Thanks Ganga, I am happy you liked Frankie's work.

Sidhu, I live with my husband, two bratty nephews and my father (that is why I understood quickly when you said in a post that your mom's writ rules, there is no other way all male household except one, can run). And apart from dad, everyone else makes comments like this every two seconds :) I know this line of thought, I have heard it before and I know how far people try to take it :)

Cuckoo, it is lovely indeed.

Anil, tell this to Sidhu and Ketan, what this post was about. Coming from a guy I think they will listen much better :)

10:20 AM  

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