Global Haiku • Fall 2018
Dr. Randy Brooks

Bio: Hannah Haedike is a 19-year-old college student studying a BA in Theatre and Communication with a minor in dance. She has been writing poetry for many years but had never written a haiku until taking Randy Brooks’ Global Haiku and Tradition’s course offered at Millikin University. She hopes to continue writing haiku after the course is finished and has found a therapeutic outlet through the development and process of haiku.

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Terry Ann Carter's Tokaido

Finding My Home

by
Hannah Shae Haedike

Introduction:

Truly, all my haiku originate from what I observe, whether it be an internal observation or something that has impacted one of my five senses. Honestly, you can write haiku about any and everything and I tend to do so. I primarily write about people, nature, or my internal experiences. A lot of the time, when I’m writing a haiku, it’s a fleeting moment of immediate impact — something that doesn’t necessarily affect me for a long period of time, but something I can go back to and feel or experience the specific moment all over again. I think my best haiku come from experiences that I have an emotional response to, if that makes any sense? Even if it’s an observation, having an emotional connection makes it more impactful for myself and the readers/audience members.

Reader's Introduction:

I loved reading Finding My Home by Hannah Haedike. Hannah approaches all of her haiku with an intimate and honest perspective. She guides the reader into her personal life while also letting them relate to her haiku. Her haiku has a range of topics, but she maintains a cohesiveness of the search for home and belonging. 

My favorites include:

finding a friend 
in the constellations
out of reach 

old faces 
I used to know
their smiles

a forever home
the wanderer finds
in the moon

Hannah is also able to blend loneliness, longing, and hopefulness into a unique and unified compilation that takes the reader on a journey with her. I also adore how her book is handwritten and handmade because highlights her personality and voice within her poetry. I cannot wait to read more haiku from Hannah Haedike in the future. ~Rachel Pevehouse

the back of my hand
familiar roads
I’ll always know

a broken staircase
no more visits
from grandma

delicate breeze
your words
tickle my ear

a familiar place
but not the home
I used to know

stars in his eyes
no need for the sun
to come our way

a B Cup
telling me
i'm not a woman

ignorant girl
grandpa speaks over me
my words          silenced

dancing dirty
tight lingerie
with a broken face

packed sardines
nobody dancing
. . . and this is fun?

the only friends who’ll listen...
the crickets
and the moon

                  galaxies away
neighboring planets
say hello