The Turkish converses ...

I put on my Turkish Converses this morning, lacing them up under a pale sky - 

I remembered buying them in Gokova market - 

I held gaudy currency in my hand - 

The lean patron smiled - 

You are this size he'd said - I will take your old shoes - 

He watched me try on the pristine footwear - 

Yermi bes he said - 

He folded the notes away in his wallet -  

In the Cafe Pastane, I'd admired the long white laces - 

I flexed my bare feet against the soles - 

Now, I thought, I could walk to China - 

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Tuesday 7 June 2016

East Stoke

Dorset