Sunday, October 19, 2014

As Autumn Progresses


Autumn progresses slowly this year. But pictures show completion and the begin of decay. Sad, but necessary, otherwise the world would as depicted in Torchwood.





Sunny October 
Caressing the sky with clouds 
Cricket’s happy song





Autumn colours
Leaves won't fall yet
As the birds still sing





09.12.2014
After returning from my vacation I realized that autumn already had progressed far, but there is also hope. And a hint to a new beginning.


All the leaves are brown ...


Golden stars




You might like to look at Autumn approaching, too:
http://rheumatologe.blogspot.de/2014/09/autumn-approaching.html 

Konkrete Poesie


Ich habe beim Durchsehen alter Bücher noch ein paar Bespiele konkreter Poesie entdeckt, die ich keinem vorenthalten will. Teilweise schon in Dieter Roths "Zeitschrift für Alles" veröffentlicht (http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dieter_Roth).









Markets in Central Asia


While travelling through Central Asia, I had the opportunity to visits markets. I like markets. I go on markets at home to buy fresh bread, fruits & veggies, but even more I like looking at markets in foreign countries. You can watch people and what they are buying and how they are buying. The weather in Tashkent and Almaty was bad, so the colours aren't as vivid as in the other locations.

Samarkand


Inside Siyob Bazaar



Even without a market stall, people are selling goods



All kinds of spices





In front of the bazaar



Waiting for customers - No Halloween in Samarkand!



Watermelons



I couldn't communicate so much to elucidate, what this gentleman was going to buy.

Pass in between Samarkand and Shakhrsabz



Shakhrsabz


Tashkent


Looks much like my Grandmother's bottled fruits and veggies.



Grains, noodles, oil



The bushel is still in use ...
(Don't hide your light under a bushel!)



Red rice is most expensive.


Lovely, how the fruits are displayed!

Almaty


Outside of the Green Bazaar



As it was just starting to rain, business was slow.






Saturday, October 18, 2014

The Kyzyl Kum in Uzbekistan



The Kyzyl Kum is a desert in Uzbekistan. It is Uzbek and means red sand. The region is hot during summer, more than 51° C (125° F) have been recorded. There are oasis in beteween und outside there are the remnants of the rivers Amu Darya and Syr Darya, which seldom reach the Aral Sea as most water is used in agriculture outside the Kyzyl Kum before. The area isn't without economic interest because of natural gas, gold, silver, uranium, copper, and more. But I didn't visit any of these places. Rather I had a bus ride with a couple of stops. Airconditoned I listed to a passage from a book, how extremely dangerous it had been to cross the desert. Some only survived by chance. During Soviet times the seeds of the saxaul shrub were distributed throughout the desert, changing the appearance and making some parts usable as pastures for sheep and goats, also for cattle. Most important saxaul fixes sanddunes, of which I could only see some small ones along the road.


Indicating a rest area. but not a tree within 200 km along the road!



Saxaul shrubs



Don't stray too far from the road!



Sand dunes



A long road with heat, sand, and no water




An outpost with water from irrigation






Tamarinds appear as we were approaching the oasis of Buchara

Friday, October 17, 2014

FreitagsGedichte / #KurzLyrik 17.10.2014

 

Regierungen
  Regierungen
Sind die
Opfer
Ihrer Ver-
Sprechungen
Wenn sie
Ihnen
  GeGlaubt
Werden

Zeilen
  Was zwischen
Den Zeilen
Steht
Erst weiß
Dann grau
Dann
  Schwarz
Vom Zensor

Dumm
    ich denke
Vielleicht
Nur
Dass ich
Denke
Ich denke
  Ergo
Dumm

Herbst
    wenn der
Herbst
Fällt
In Blättern
Und Regen
Bleibe Du
    Der lachende
Dritte

Die Toten
    vielleicht
Sollten wir
Die Toten
Fragen
Warum
Sie sich
So wohl
  Fühlen
Im Grab

Ruinen
    zwischen
Den Ruinen
Wächst
Wieder Grass
Das Laub
Ist weich
    Unter
Den Füßen

GleichGewicht
    wenn das
Gleich-
Gewicht
Doch mehr
Gewicht
Hätte
    Als andere
Gewichte

Der Radiästhet
  erScheint
Glaub-
Würdiger
Wenn er sich
Hinter
Einem schmucken
  FachBegriff
VerSteckt

Ratten
  Als sich
Alles
VerMischte
HausRat
Und
UnRat
Da kamen
  Ratten und
Pest

GleichGültig
    das Meer
Ist gleich-
Gültig
Über dem
Das es be-
Graben hält
Unter sich
    Es ist
Unter sich

Teleskop
    mit dem
Teleskop
In die Seele
Schauen
Wo doch
Das Mikroskop
Sich schon als
    Zu groß
ErWeist

Kompass
    der Kompass
Weist
Beharrlich
Gen Mitte
Weil
Wir sie
    Verloren
haben

Weitere #KurzLyrik:
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Ertugrul-Gazi-Mosque in Ashgabat



In Ashgabat I visited the Ertuğrul Gazi Mosque (correct spelling), also called Asadi Mosque, which had been inaugurated in 1998. The name reminds us of the Turkmenian clan chief Ertuğrul Gazi, who founded the Ottoman Empire and then called himseld Osman. The mosque has been build with an outside of white marble, which is corresponding to the rest of Ashgabat – all buildings have to show white marble on the outside, as the president wishes it to be so. It has four minarets and a prominent central dome. It has been designed after the example of the Blue Mosque in Istanbul. 5000 worshippers would find space in the mosque, but you know how people are, as workers died during the construction, people think this calls for bad luck to the worshippers and therefore only few people are in the mosque. So much the better for a tourist like myself, as I don’t like disturbing worshipping people.




... and a detail of one of the minarets


Detail of the exterior


Detail of the courtyard


The mihrab, which indicates the qibla (direction of the Kaaba in Mecca) is on the right sight of the picture.



Thursday, October 16, 2014

Buchara's Covered Bazaars

  
In Buchara one can visit the remaining three Covered Bazaars, Taki-Sarrafon (moneychangers), Taki-Telpak Fusushon (cap-makers), and Taki-Zargaton (jewellers), which had been renovated and reconstructed during the Soviet era. Now they're all hosting shops, which mostly sell to tourists, also inland tourists and pilgrims. The domed roofs are meant to protect merchandise and people from the heat.



Not only tourists from the West ...


A look at the domes



Inside - from carpets to boxes and foulards