My muse is too elusive again this past couple of days. I have not written anything except for a few lines of haiku. Oh me! there is such a thing as writer's block.



floating in the mist

the rice paddies of

Pay-yo*




* the native name of the Rice Terraces



summer camp

a line of smoke

climbing the old trail


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