No fish-merchant at the street's end now
'Palamut, palamut' no more
even the simit-seller walks on silent feet
the snow descends in feathered lumps
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Your imagery is great, I can really picture the images of istanbul as you describe them!
Thank you so much! I spent an unforgettable year in Istanbul and I wanted to re-capture the atmosphere.
A beautiful and warm description of Istanbul under the snow.
Snowballs are distant dreams which are full of creams bouncing whiteness round and round they go........
Purple blossom and the warmth of spring you have brilliantly brought up ahead with imagery of snow in Istanbul. This is an excellent natural poem...10
Thank you for your kind comments! I spent an unforgettable year in Istanbul, and I wanted to re-capture the atmosphere.