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A really like this poem. Love the imagery. However, I don't understand 'look for preys who would accede.'
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Pushkar is an oasis in the desert of Rajasthan, and every year, when the camel fair is in town, more gypsies appear than ever. They are very friendly, but initially, it can be daunting when they swoop towards you like birds of prey, trying to get you to have your palm painted with henna in beautiful designs. They then insist that you should pay them exorbitant amounts as they need the money to survive. After the "first encounter", they will usually just stop to chat or invite you to their tents for music and tea... It´s no wonder, from their "trade", that the Indians say that the gypsies are the richest people in the oasis.
Hence, "preys who would accede" refers to the tourists who would gullibly pay the amounts initially asked for.
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I really like this...the imagery is beautiful...you really describe/express the place well...i think its ace :)
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A richness of culture and colour of India, very well done.
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