Begin with the body—bone and breath,your feet learning borrowed shoes,leather thinned by roads, by rows of ruin,laces locked with winter.Not one pair.A piled silence of shoes.Put on the striped cloth.Feel how a name loosens,how a number cinches the self.How breath becomes shared,shuffled, herded forwardby shouts, dogs, dust.January scours the compound.Ice answers bone with blade and…