Namche Bazaar, the Haikus

a weather-borne tragedy

 

helicoptors are the best

the timer reset

 

through the mist and fog

a clearing among giants

I stand on my feet

 

we begin at last

but, dear air, where did you go?

lethargy, no, no!

 

veggie lasagna

yak cheese, lemon tea, dal bhat

hard-boiled egg, no jam

 

step one, breathe two, puff

first steps are good for the soul

monsoon rain, go ‘way

 

up the mountains go

as the fog clears, higher still

to the atmosphere

 

benign mountain slope

here I am from whence I’ve come

the future is up

 


Comments

2 responses to “Namche Bazaar, the Haikus”

  1. I had forgot about your journey….this senior thing is taking its toll.

  2. Ah, but I am dragging my feet in writing about it!

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