ONCE A YEAR

Festival day captures the heart

of church bells, stirring the sedative

village into boisterous frivolity.

Adjoining terraces are decorated with

multiple loud colors.

Pigeons look down from rooftops.

Shops are closed for the day.

Paper banners rattle in the wind.

 

Revelers dance on shaded streets,

celebrating generations of

unchanged excitement.

With arms entwined they form

circles, the old and the young

celebrating the remembrance

tradition.

 

 

 

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