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Global Haiku Tradition, Spring 2005

late morning sun
two friends
laughing through headaches

drawing closer
whispering secrets

cold morning
only the wind
as my companion

single snowflake
I await new adventures
one person; not two

empty movie theatre
my date with Clark Gable

he fades away
I heave a sigh
now to find my husband

     Ashlee Peth & Kirsten Leyndyke

I am drawn to this haiku because I think it deals with something not many people my age even understand. It is a much more mature author I think that has seen the world with troubled and conflicting eyes. All the other Ranga are good stories but this one just feels so much. It deals with sadness conflicting and trust. Its nice to read a haiku that is darker and reveals the other side of life, one that most are not willing to talk about or even admit to at all. I think that shows courage in the author and I want to hear their story. James

The first haiku of the rengay drug me in, speaking of "laughing through headaches," which closely mirrors the "typical" college experience of having experimented with alcohol, and having hangovers the day after. The next link furthers that image, having a drunken conversation, which always seem more in-depth at the time than they actually were. As the rengay continues, I feel more alone, which is also something I've felt, having met many (if not all) of my college friends through drunken experiences: there is always a sense of being alone, as if one has not made a "real" connection, only one fed with alcohol. The only link that I can't really relate to yet is the last, speaking of husbands, where I am generally turned-off, as there's no cause for me to think of a life-partner as yet, at least in my eyes. The initial imagery of this haiku reminds me a lot of my college years, something we're all heavily into at the moment. Joanne


evening shower
water droplets trickle
down my cheek

rinsing off
the day’s grime

a fresh face
in the mirror
staring back at me

I shut my eyes
looking forward
to tomorrow

pale morning light
I stifle a yawn

bright lipstick, dark eyeliner
conceal my face
just another day

Laura & Jessica Podeschi


first boyfriend
awkwardly smiling
Daddy’s crushing grip

painful joke
I force a laugh

the next morning
a single bruise
graces my cheek

after the argument
a kiss on the forehead—
goodbye

empty house
familiar tears in my hair

I trace the lines
of his hand
the preacher clears his throat

Laura Podeschi & Ashley Peth


     Alone With Child

never-ending class
awaiting news
of baby's arrival
                       
     whiskey bottle
     passed between friends

traveling the highway
the phone rings
I hold my breath

crowded waiting room
unwanted child
last cigarette

     another child
     from common street trash

planned pregnancy
to win him back
unsuccessful

Joanne Weise & Dianne Waggoner



     Summer Memories

big splash
little pool
arm floaties

     the sprinkler
     chases us

may day
picking flowers
ring the doorbell…run!

sitting on the sidewalk
my red Popsicle
drips in the heat

     Radio flyers
     race down the hill

laying in the grass
we point out animals
in the sky

     Sarah Bassill & Brooke DeWall

Aside from the many fun childhood images in this rengay, I really enjoyed the movements between the different verses. I think each of the verses shares a similar tone while each brings something new and important to the rengay as a whole. The over-riding theme is clear, without necessarily linking together by telling a story. I love how clear the image of each verse is – the red Popsicle, the sprinkler, the radio flyer, and many more! I found this rengay to be well constructed and enjoyable to read. Nicole

I have the same feelings about this Rengay as I did the first one by Basho. It makes me remember when I was young and we used to beg my mom to go to the pool with all of our friends. So many times my brother and sisters and I played in the sprinkler and tried to run from it. We also as young kids used to ring my grandparent’s doorbell and leave them flowers on their door step and hide until they found it. Afterwards we would just “so happen” to be driving by their house and stop by and say hi and they would accidentally have popsicles or orange push up pops for all of us. Every line of this Rengay reminded me of one of my great child hood memories. Jill


flickering light
my key
frozen in the lock

     darkness ahead
     shattered glass door
        
mysterious beep
amid
a forest of glass

mischievous eyes
midnight moon
the sharing of "Hello's"

     glowing spiral
     fireflies mate

lightning scars
illuminating
tiny rivers

David Meyer & Kristi Crider

I really liked this one because of all the mystery involved. All of the links seem very dark and hidden, like you can't quite see them clearly. I also really liked how the authors played with light, really soft light. I really enjoyed the ambiguity of not knowing exactly what the authors were talking about. It is a really good rengay. Ashlee

     “Brothers”

in the lab
sweat on my brow
16 credits to reality

     friends forever
     live or die

love unsurpassed
army general
weakened by our command

no more games
it starts now…with you
future

     classes are not over
     plans, dreams to fulfill

come home soon
fatigues
hang on the war

Cory Hodges


Bring out the cooler
Fill it with ice
Add your favorite stuff

     Bud light, miller light
     As long as it’s cold

The fellas, the ladies
The music’s loud
Everybody’s dancing

Moving around
Cheering
About nothing

     The cops come
     Party’s over

Everything’s cool
She stayed
Tomorrow she’s making breakfast

Tony Lipka & Kyle Rohde

I read this rengay and immediately loved it. Everyone can relate to this rengay. There is so much energy that comes out of this and some many different memories of crazy and wild times at these kinds of parties. The only thing that I think is wrong with this, is that I wish I had thought of it first. Anyone who reads this will no doubt get a big smile on their face and think of at least one time when they got trashed at a party and hooked up with the girl you have been crushing on for a while. And then the next morning you wonder if it is too good to be true, so you wake up to she is still there. Sleeping right next to you, what a feeling. Matt


first boyfriend
awkwardly smiling
Daddy’s crushing grip

painful joke
I force a laugh

the next morning
a single bruise
graces my cheek

after the argument
a kiss on the forehead—
goodbye

empty house
familiar tears in my hair

I trace the lines
of his hand
the preacher clears his throat

Laura Podeschi & Ashley Peth


late morning sun
two friends
laughing through headaches

drawing closer
whispering secrets

cold morning
only the wind
as my companion

single snowflake
I await new adventures
one person; not two

empty movie theatre
my date with Clark Gable

he fades away
I heave a sigh
now to find my husband

Ashlee Peth & Kirsten Leyndyke


evening shower
water droplets trickle
down my cheek

rinsing off
the day’s grime

a fresh face
in the mirror
staring back at me

I shut my eyes
looking forward
to tomorrow

pale morning light
I stifle a yawn

bright lipstick, dark eyeliner
conceal my face
just another day

Laura & Jessica Podeschi


steaming coffee
dog-eared novel
next to the empty chair

     in a second hand store
     the old pocket watch

silver tarnish
I carefully clean
grandmother's jewelry

fireplace mantle
cold on an icy day
staring into the past

     tattered photo
     the cafe

plop–
sugar cubes
splatter hot tea

     Dan Temkin & Mandy Moskowitz

I liked this rengay better than most of the others because there seemed to be more connection between the links. Most of the submissions were either very disconnected (with some good haiku thrown into the middle) or sounded like one long, run-on sentence. This particular rengay, however, had some great imagery, and all of the links seemed to flow together. The speaker or speakers were obviously lost in various memories, both good and bad, and I think this really comes through in all of the links. Molly Burns

I'm not sure why, at this moment, but I really like the rengay that starts, "steaming coffee/dog eared novel..." This entire series evokes a certain image and setting. A dark café , a shadowy study; it reminds me of an odd film, detective, or some strange intellectual thriller. It really reminds me of the film The Ninth Gate, with Johnny Depp, or even Indiana Jones. I just get that image of an odd, visually impeccable, suave and stylish film, yet still very gumshoe and detective in a classic sense of style. It moves into a completely different direction with "I carefully clean/grandmothers jewelry." Remarkable, yet it still gives off the old feeling, that one is dealing with antiquities. However, now it is very homy, and inviting, intimate, meaningful and emotional. It enters into a darker place, a place of brooding more fitting with the original images I get from the first haiku, solitary, dark almost, however perhaps more isolated and less active. It almost comes full circle to the café , yet with a different attitude, more lighthearted in mood. "Plop" seems to bring the caf é day-dreamer back into reality and out of the fantasy he has just projected him/herself into. I think this particular section has a lot to offer. Nick

Just the four of them
Talking
And laughing

     Everyone smiling
     About what has happened

That warm summer night
Those four roommates
Make a pact

Words are spoken
About what is
To be kept between them
 
     Silence comes over them
     And an understanding is met

Bursts of laughter
As they still think about
What has happened

Matt Tierney & Justin Stessman


riding horses
through the woods
side by side

     hand in hand
     forever in love

never thought
feelings like this
real and true

how long a wait
here at last
freeze the moment

     plans ahead
     complete change in my life

here to stay
never let go
forever at last

Jill Guffey & Michael Sams


early in the morning
people speak
in haiku tongue

     three line phrases
     that tell so much

a story . . .
that brings you in
only for a moment

after it's over
everyone's thoughts are taken
to a different place

     the emotions
     rush in

the sounds
of
haiku snaps

Matt Tierney & Tony Lipka   

This was my favorite Rengay because I thought it was very cleaver how this person came up with the idea. Not only does it talk about Haiku, but it also describes the Haiku class that we experience every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday morning. I liked how easy it was to relate to the feelings in this Haiku and the images brought to my mind about what is going on in the class when we talk about Haiku. It was a very fun Rengay to read. Sarah


     Strangers

summer sun
lotion applied
on tanned skin

     waves crashing
     with sand between my toes

looking around
sexy people
Can everyday be a summer day?

caught my eye
as she turns to look
approaching slowly

     our words mix
     with suns rays

gust of
a cool breeze
sweeps us into eternity Rengay

Jill Guffey, Dave Koester, & Corey Hodges


     Fire on the Mountain

starry night
the roar
of campfire light

     tobacco spit pit
     my banjo’s quick wit

voices
echoing across
vacant land

hat tipped to brow
workday worries behind
sit down to patch my bones

     marrow
     chilled from the wind

vast arenas
canopy’s holes let in the day
nature’s nightlight

Sarah Bassill & Phil Davidson

I liked this one especially because it reminded me of camping in the deserts and what that must have been like for those who resided there such as pioneers and native americans. I also liked it because the images or situations presented can span from generation to generation. It's not just a modern time experience. Katie


     Country Road

windy summer’s eve
the crops
dance on the horizon

     my mind is wandering
     I have no place to go

warm evening breeze
a sparrow competes
with the wind chimes

     powerlines
     grid the evening sky

darkness slowly descends
over the prairie
stars light my path

     alone on a country road
     the drive eases my pain

Angie Hawk & Heidi Anderson

This rengay creates a variety of vivid images – sights and sounds that one would experience as he or she drives down a country road some early summer evening. This work gives the reader a sense of peace and calm, along with just a hint of loneliness. The driver is “wandering” along dusty paths with no real purpose except to think. The serene quiet and beauty of her surroundings is therapeutic; one can’t help but feel more at ease after reading this rengay. Laura


     Winter Calm

Sledding hill
Straw bails
Blocking the trees

     Quiet forest
     White tailed deer

So pretty and white
It falls from the sky
And lands on my cheek

Pink snow suit
Rosey cheeks
Frost bitten toes

     Warm glow
     Crackling fire

Cold puppy
Lost in the snow
Home!!!

Brooke DeWall & Monica Romo


     Summer Memories

red berry --
sunburnt child
napping naked

     dry grass
     
harsh beneath bare feet

beneath the shade
of an apple tree
-- forgotten sandals

legs swinging
from branches
too high to climb

     ripple
     
as the frog jumps away

tadpoles flee
as wild feet
lunge through water

     Nicole Silverman & little sister

I’ll be honest; I thought that most of the rengay were pretty lame. Most of the members of my group agreed. They seemed to fall apart too easily. This rengay seemed to hold together the best out of all of them. It gave a good sense of summer and didn’t seem to jump around too much or seem trite. Using the word “beneath” in the first two stanzas was probably not a good idea but I get the point. I like the last link because it is very simple and provides a vivid image. This rengay provides me with the constant image of summer, but allows for multiple little visual memories within the larger construct. Michael

This rengay gives a variety of collaborative images beginning with the innocence of a child too young to know modesty, which gives the link a subtle, relaxed emotion. This emotion carries itself throughout the rengay as a sense of carefree behavior. There are no insensitive words or undertones that pertain to negative feelings… even “dry grass” gives the reader a more softened image than would be expected. Relaxation is the overall feeling acquired from this rengay, which is a nice change from the usual active or conflicting links that are embraced in haiku and rengay. Angie

Wait finally over
Final class over with
Weather is beautiful

     Students walking quickly
     Everyone feeling anxious

Bags piled in corner
Excitement is intense
On my way

     Car is waiting
     Still running though

Say a few goodbye’s
Cannot wait to be out
Sitting in sun and sand

     The wait is over
     Finally Spring Break

David Koester

I like this rengay because it is so true. School is fine until you have a break coming up then all you can think about is getting out of here and going home or going on vacation. So I connect well with this haiku and it speaks for itself. Tony


 

 

 


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