Outside the Damascus Gate

Sunset in Jerusalem... The vendors scramble to rid themselves of fruits, vegetables, and cute souvenirs. A young boy bellows at the top of his lungs, "Hurry up! Going fast!" A man carries a newborn and a diaper bag over his shoulders. A mass exodus of shoppe keepers leaving the gate weary at the end of the day. "It's quitting time!" I can just hear them saying. Gnats swarming. Trash scattered from a long day of peddling. Pigeons and sparrows nibbling on table scraps while crows call off in the distance. Sunset in Jerusalem. Written outside of the Damascus Gate, Old Jerusalem 4-28-15 Gwendolen Rix