And I saw the crows that had survived the cleansing operation. In the Jacobs' window a Hannukah with seven versicolored candles was burning. It was Passover. Ortamezar is the old Jewish and Turkish neighborhood in the town of Plovdiv. The Old Town of Plovdiv Your ancient floors float among the stars.
Blue donkeys graze the silence around.
The Roman road leads down along matrimonial chandeliers. A cry out of woman's flesh calls in the clock. Violet-colored philistines go to bed in the deep houses, they hear the pig, the hens, the train, the mouse. The darkness dawns with quick sensual pupils. The bridal veil flies away with the chimney's breath.