IN203 Honors Seminar: Global Haiku Tradition
Dr. Randy Brooks • Spring 2006

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Faith Martin

Solitude & Going Home
(two solo renku)

Family Photo Collage Haiku

Gazing Heavenward
A collection of Haiku

by
Faith J. Martin

 

AUTHOR’S INTROUCTION:

gazing heavenward
I breathe in
the sunshine

“Gazing heavenward” is a reflection of both my childhood and life experiences. Haiku poetry is unique because of its ability to create imagery and emotion in a very brief manner, and I hope that my collection models this concise yet impacting standard. I have found that I enjoy writing haiku mainly about my childhood, relationships of all sorts, and Christian faith. This collection has a subtle division of these three sections. It is a rather large collection for just a few month time period, but I found that I simply could not let go of many of my haiku because of the personal attachment I now have to them. As the title suggests, I hope that this collection will give you a breath of fresh air when reading about life’s joys, loves, and even disappointments in haiku form. After all, if just one haiku touches you, then this collection has served its purpose. Enjoy! —Faith Martin

READER’S INTRODUCTION:

Through her haiku, Faith has allowed readers to see right into her inner character. Her writing opens a doorway into the inner workings of the mind, transporting the author’s strengths, desires, and aspirations into the imagination of others. Faith excels at using the traditional aspects of seasons and religion to convey her thoughts and motivations, as well as mixing the joys and pains of everyday life. Overall, the work shares a quality look on life, expressing the need to take in and enjoy the smallest daily activity because it means just as much in the long run as everything else. I am honored to be able to write an introduction to her work. —Erin Wyant

My favorite out of Faith’s collection:

a morning sunbeam
quietly serenades
the sanctuary


gazing heavenward
I breathe in
the sunshine


a morning sunbeam
quietly serenades
the sanctuary


summer silhouette
four giggling girls dangling
from the hammock


cell phone jumps
at 5 AM
will you come get me?


casually
discussing religion with
my ex


shoe salesman
runs to the back
for the twelfth time


grandma slips me a twenty
under the table
for gas


puppy waits
just outside
the empty bedroom


Sunday morning
my ex’s mother
hugs me


an early morning run
guiding me
a secret sunrise


the letter R
on my hot pink handlebars
means right


morning tide
the salty sea breeze
awakens me


on my knees
silent teardrops pray
winter moonlight


dusty leaves
you sing to my
swollen heart


muggy summer
green children laugh and roll
down dizzy hills


warm midday sun
beads of sweat forming
down your vertebrae


drifting
melodies and
midnight prayers
I wish I loved you


bitter wind
I watch your footprints
. . . disappear



winter moon
steam rising
from my cup of chai


© 2006 Randy Brooks, Millikin University, Decatur, Illinois
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