I
Blessed be the calf
from whose hide
my shoes were made.
Blessed be the butcher,
the tanner and the shoemaker,
the salesgirl’s little hands
that placed the high heels into a dark green box
in a shop on a narrow street in the old town.
Blessed be the calf
from whose hide
my shoes were made.
Shoes that brought me to you.
II
Accursed be.
Translated by Ada Valaitis