An unforgettable portrait of a place and a people shaped by
centuries of art, trade, and war.
In the middle of the salt-frosted Afghan desert, in a village so
remote that Google can't find it, a woman squats on top of a loom,
making flowers bloom in the thousand threads she knots by hand.
Here, where heroin is cheaper than rice, every day is a fast day.
B-52s pass overhead--a sign of America's omnipotence or its
vulnerability, the villagers are unsure. They know, though, that
the earth is flat--like a carpet.
Anna Badkhen first traveled to this country in 2001, as a war
correspondent. She has returned many times since, drawn by a land
that geography has made a perpetual battleground, and by a people
who sustain an exquisite tradition there. Through the four seasons
in which a new carpet is woven by the women and children of Oqa,
she immortalizes their way of life much as the carpet does--from
the petal half-finished where a hungry infant needs care to the
interruptions when the women trade sex jokes or go fill in for
wedding musicians scared away by the Taliban. As Badkhen follows
the carpet out into the world beyond, she leaves the reader with an
indelible portrait of fates woven by centuries of art, war, and an
ancient trade that ultimately binds the invaded to the invader.
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