The Spice Bazaar (Turkey)

Spice Bazaar


brilliant pungent pices

Smoky red, muted earth,

Greens captive in plastic pouches

Holding hands tight,

spices hang in rioting streamers

A dash, a smidgeon

In marinated food,

forces taste buds

A mountain of dehydrated

Desiccated fruits veggies

jostled amongst glassy blue eyed nazars*

Let me help spend your money”

Startled I glanced at his shop

I beat a quick retreat

Dragged by spouse

Emerging empty handed

*Nazars: they are blue color glass eyes found all over Turkey to ward off evil covetous looks


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