Shops close next to each other,
Darkness came again, but
Dim and sparse street lamps, hanging,
Like a loaded flower stem. Years, layers of accumulation.
This city: bricks are made.
Railings and steel bars reinforced the earth wall,
Apply white cement.
Arch door. block
Donkey lane has become
At night, the road is empty-
No pedestrians, no cars, no dogs.
Sunlight opened the gallery,
Shops and restaurants—
Navajo wrapped in wool
Gathered in the city square,
Selling their handmade blankets,
Silver rings and necklaces.
Tourists are happy to buy accessories.
And everything—
This is another fascinating history.