the first day of Bayram: for Ali

breakfast soup
a drive to Foça
old narrow streets
a touch of ancient Greece
talk of old times
over cay
of mutual friends
of almost love
lost love
mistakes made
lessons learned
the comfort
of the familiar
in a new old world
on the first day
of Bayram
and there is the future
laid out
in the open
just like it’s supposed
to be