At the Pastane Cafe ...

I bought some navy blue Converses in Gokova Market for twenty five lira - 

Anne bought some blue Vans - 

Women from quiet villages sold artichokes - 

Trays of chai were carried to idling husbands - 

An old bent woman pushed an antique wheel barrow - 

Wrinkled fingers counted worn coins - 

We ordered coffee and borek in the Pastane Cafe - 

The Expatriates gathered here every Saturday - 

Paul from Elmali came over to speak to me -  

I remembered his stories, as polished by the retelling as pebbles by the tide - 

The coffee and borek was placed upon our table - 

Long time no see Paul said - 

12.27

Saturday 21 May 2016

Pastane Cafe

Gokova

Turkey