Global Haiku • Fall 2010
Dr. Randy Brooks

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BethAnnMelnick
Beth Ann Melnick

Beth Ann Melnick is a student at Millikin University. She first started writing haiku in Dr. Brooks’ haiku class, and fell in love with the art form. As a native Midwesterner, and a theater major with a dance and psychology minor, her life experiences are unique, and represented accordingly in her haiku.

Coffee and Cigarettes
a kasen renga

Rengay on the Mirror
with Laura Scoville

Genesis of Jack Kerouac's Haiku

book

chance of storm

by
Beth Ann Melnick

Haiku is a way to let the whole world see what I see. Scribbled in my striped notebook, I have my own personal world of moments captured in three line snapshots. I draw inspiration from everything I have experienced. They aren’t perfect, but they shouldn’t be, because I am not perfect. My best haiku come from scribbling down the first thing that pops into my head when I experience a moment I want to share. From what I know, and what I imagine, I can create a moment, a feeling, or an emotion that I can share with anyone who picks up this book and flips to a page. This is my world, and I am proud to have found a way to share it.


sweet bell peppers
picked before ripening
Daddy’s little girl


holding his hand
I learn the hardest lesson
Letting go.


they lay
in a deserted parking lot . . .
daring cars to stop


sunset on the bridge
she finally has the courage
to say yes


winter—
he left only
his handwriting


one floor above
romance
finds a steady rhythm


chairs abandoned
we lay on the floor.
harvest moon


summer—
her hips
reflected in the car hood


protest
they rally instead
for love


moonlight
they sit, throwing stones
revealing nothing


we lay on the sidewalk
side by side
listening to the rain


mango trees create shadows
the water glows
just for us


sun pours through
the window . . .
she sleeps alone


under the umbrella
suntan lotion
an excuse to get close


autumn breeze
her hand
missing a ring


perfectly happy
she eats from the carton
October moon


the wine glass
catches the reflection
of your smile


folding my laundry
I find our grocery list
remnant from a lifetime ago


© 2010, Randy Brooks • Millikin University
All rights returned to authors upon publication.