28 Nov 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments

11/28 Pamukkale, Turkey

Walked up one of the local hills and watched the sun rise over the valley.  Then I took a trek back to the pools to get a few pictures without people climbing all over in them.  They were so beautiful and unique.  Shallow petal shaped pools with large expanses that had the texture and the look of snow.  I expected the crunch of snow but was met with the resistance of rock.  I sat alongside them for rest of the morning, just day dreamed and enjoyed the view. (more…)

28 Nov 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, 0 Comments

Poem 089 Pools rise up in steps

Pools rise up in steps, one above the other, a frozen waterfall of quiet meditation

they cascade down over slopes, like my memories, impeded only by clumps of oleanders

looking out over the deep silence of the tombs lay scattered over the countryside

along side, where Apollo once sat, I pondered where they all went