The Wet Market in Oman; B&W Photo Essay/Poem

The Middle Aged Filipino Lady

Jostling for space as she buys Samak

For her curry

The Bengali from Chittagong

Selling farm fruits

In a wet market

In the heart of a Gulf Capital

These days,

Informal spaces as far from available

These days every inch is urban planned

The geotagged cartography

And food quality control regimes

Have no space for the informal

Wet markets have character

More than economics

Adds meaning to the terrain

The fish, fruits and the sugarcane juice

Beyond the Carrefour’s

A supply chain of the original kind

Where a bunch of bananas

Are a rial

The ethos in the shared space

Is however,

Priceless


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