A new poem, an old manuscript

I’ve written a new poem yesterday – a haiku. It doesn’t have a title. I’m posting it right here:


A canvas of land,

Its colors sullied with paint.

Gray strokes earth’s birthright. 


What do you think? Please feel free to leave your comments.

Meanwhile, I’m kind of rushing to finish “Daughters of Janus.” It’s around 300 pages, and I promised Wheatmark I’d give them the manuscript by Monday, June 15. I’ve written an ending, but it isn’t completely fleshed out yet — that’s the problem. Throughout the six years of writing, I feared that this novel would be hackneyed in plotting and characterization. I spent about two hours this morning (1 a.m. – 3 a.m.) working on the manuscript, fighting through my exhaustion to make some progress. Sometimes I find it nice to actually wake up in the middle of the night to write. This is no sarcasm; I’m being honest. I’m an early bird by nature – in many cases, a very early bird.

Here’s to another two weeks of beating writer’s block! J

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