They surveyed the world
From the heart
Of The Middle Kingdom
Alien Places Welcome to the September 15th, 2015 edition of the NWW Photo Prompt! The New West Writers Photo Prompt is a twice-monthly challenge for writers of all genres. It’s easy to participate — and we…
In many ways
We give more reverence
To the dead
Than the living
Waving goodbye to Patime, who sold baskets, Zuhra aimlessly made her way across the street, being careful to take in all the sights of the nearly closed marketplace before innocently stopping outside Tahir’s shop.
Happy and curious
Enthralled with
The foreigner
And his camera
I may have to step
Through many doorways
To find its source
Sights, sounds, smells
Unlike anywhere else
In a country
Unlike anywhere else
To Tibet
In the heart of Beijing
It’s so decreed
By The Party
She’d seen my camera
A foreigner with a camera
“Take my picture!”
Happily, I oblige
Line her up with the street
The cyclist, passing by
This is no tourist destination. It is a small, busy, virile town of subtle charm like so many other small, busy, virile towns. You will never discover the charms if you arrive on the train and depart on the next bus.