afternoon glare
I follow the shade
across the street
an hourglass on its side
in a pawnshop window
In the 1950s, Bedouin came out of the desert to be plowed down by the cars in
Morocco’s growing cities. Anthropologists were curious how space and time
are calculated, how the cultural measurement of speed is made. It turns out the
Bedouin were on camel time: nothing could move faster than a camel (except, of
course, a car, which was the point of the study). It may seem obvious to us now,
but it took many dead Bedouin to confirm that what we don’t know can kill us,
even if we look both ways when we cross the street.
Bio:
Bob Lucky
