Maru Mori brought mea pairof socksknitted with her ownshepherd's hands, (1-5)
These lines show just how un-fancy this ode is going to be: the gift is homemade, and the person who made it is a shepherd. It doesn't get much humbler than that.
They wereso beautifulthat for the first timemy feet seemedunacceptable to me, (34-38)
The beauty of the socks in these lines humbles the speaker, in the sense of feeling unworthy. In comparison to their beautiful wrappers, the feet are humiliated. But, hey, since when is anyone that proud of their feet?
two tired oldfire fightersnot worthyof the wovenfireof those luminous socks. (39-45)
We get more unworthiness here, as the socks get greater and the feet get humbler. Soon they'll be bowing down to the socks like Wayne and Garth!