The herdsman ...

Driving back from Akyaka, we went through pious villages, past drowsy tea houses and burnished mosques - 

Names were written upon marble in small cemeteries - 

Stray dogs ran after the Kia -

Just before Elmali, we came upon a herd of goats - 

They looked at the evening world with their unsettling eyes - 

Behind them walked the herdsman - 

I imagined him walking from day into night, hand in hand with his forgiving shadow - 

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Wednesday 18 May 2016

Elmali

Turkey