EN340 / IN350 Global Haiku Tradition
Dr. Randy Brooks
Spring 2005
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Sarah Bassill

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Cell Phone Ringa

kasen renga: Circles of Life

James Hackett's Haiku

CAUGHT UP IN THE MOMENT
A collection of Haiku
by

Sarah Bassill

Reader's Introduction

I’m not a poetic person, but your haiku are so fun and colorful that they kept me interested, I like the way I can relate myself to them. I had no idea you were so creative! I’m glad I had a chance to work on some with you this semester. The way I could tell what you were getting at most of the time shocked me! Great Job Sarah. —Amanda Boller

Author's Introduction

I tend to daydream a lot. The haiku found in this book come from daydreams, memories, and real life occurrences. After reading various author’s haiku, I realized I really connected to haiku about people more than I did when I read haiku about nature. People are very interesting to me. I like to observe them and often find myself writing haiku about people I know and strangers who for a split moment catch my attention.

I noticed when writing haiku, I could take a moment in time and pause it for a second to capture the atmosphere and emotions I felt, and recreate it for someone else.

If the reader can connect to my haiku and become caught up in the moment, then I am happy to know that three lines could express the emotional roller coaster that is life. —Sarah Bassill

eyes
tearing from the breeze
I bow my head and walk

watching a fire glow
through a window
wish I was home

frost covered windows
you hold me under
feathered blankets

rainy day
she becomes a mother
at recess

Bloody Mary
in the car mirror
we scream and run

Christmas dinner
Uncle Bob
eats with the kids

girls playing together
brother interrupts
…Barbie gets a haircut

hiding in the dark
a flash of light
from my shoe

humid summer day
the Chihuahua
bobs his head as we drive

lonely
fingers entwine
Southern Comfort

the oversized rabbit
keeps trying
to hug me

feathered mask covers his eyes
drink in hand
we dance in the streets

cold, wet ashes
upon the little girl's brow
she cries

laying in the grass
we point out animals
in the sky

sitting on the sidewalk
my red popsicle
drips in the heat

somber flight attendant
once a diamond
now a rhinestone

gloomy evening drive
pit stop
I buy a lotto ticket

Loretta, my cousin and best friend, works hard to be the best. She’s the kind of girl who will get a 102% on a test and still complain that she should have done better. What makes Loretta great is the fact that although she is incredibly smart, she also is one of the most vibrant people I know. She works hard and plays even harder. She is now in her first year of college and has to learn how to adjust to the new life-style.

talking with friends
late into the night
midterm in the morning

©2005 Randy Brooks, Millikin University, Decatur, Illinois || all rights reserved for original authors