{"id":1916,"date":"2014-01-08T15:16:09","date_gmt":"2014-01-08T04:16:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/write4publish.com\/?p=1916"},"modified":"2023-02-24T03:12:27","modified_gmt":"2023-02-23T16:12:27","slug":"travel-poems","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.anneskyvington.com.au\/travel-poems\/","title":{"rendered":"Travel Poems by a Guest Blogger"},"content":{"rendered":"
This post contribution is from my Randwick Writers<\/em> colleague Garth Alperstein, originally from South Africa, but obviously a citizen of the world now, who delights in other places, faces and cultures.<\/p>\n Garth says:<\/span> <\/b>When I travel, I have of late written short poems, in an attempt to encapsulate the essence of a place, an experience or a memory. <\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n On the day of Kurban Bayrami (On this day animals are sacrificed in the streets in certain parts of Istanbul<\/strong>)<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Pale green hills <\/p>\n Breakfast on the terrace This post contribution is from my Randwick Writers colleague Garth Alperstein, originally from South Africa, but obviously a citizen of the world now, who delights in other places, faces and cultures. Garth says: When I travel, I have of late written short poems, in an attempt to encapsulate the essence of a place, an experience […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1679],"tags":[3296,3294,3295],"class_list":["post-1916","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-travel","tag-pamukkale-antalya-cappadoccia-bursa","tag-poems-inspired-by-travel","tag-the-beauty-of-turkey"],"yoast_head":"\nIstanbul<\/strong><\/h3>\n
\nThe Imam’s piercing chant cannot mask
\nBleeting cries of sacrificial death<\/strong><\/p>\n Pamukkale, Turkey<\/strong><\/h3>\n
Antalya, Turkey<\/b><\/h3>\n
Cappadocia, Turkey<\/b><\/h3>\n
\nMoonscape rocks erect
\nI see planet Earth at the end of time<\/b><\/p>\nBursa, Turkey<\/b><\/h3>\n
\nThe mists reveal mountains and minorettes
\nThe call to prayer, the smell of Turkish coffee<\/b><\/p>\n<\/div>\n
\n<\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"