EN170 Haiku Roundtable • Fall 2002
Dr. Randy Brooks
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Stacy Radliff

HAIKU

by
Stacy Radliff

This collection, like most of my poetry, is dedicated to my mother, Barb. You are my rock and I love you.

Also, thanks to Maureen for being my rengay buddy, Brock for being my buddy in general, and Nutmeg, Tachea, and Mommy Cat for giving me inspiration, even though I don't see you much! I love you all!

Introduction

This is my first collection of haiku and rengay. Some of the poems contained in it require explanation; for instance, the first poem, "leaning against the brick wall," is about a unique Millikin tradition—the Bun Run. Every year, after the first snowfall of second semester, the freshman men of Mills Hall run around the three women's dorms, wearing shoes and ski masks. And nothing else. Obviously, the cold leads to, well, shrinkage, thus the use of the word "shriveled" in the second line.

Also needing explanation is the haiku, "two fallen figures," referring to my step-father, Pa-Pa (pronounced paw-paw) and my nephew Jack. The little one is still too young to make snow angels, so this poem is in anticipation of future winters.

"Little girl kneeling" haiku is a memory from my childhood: acting out a scene from The Secret Garden at my step-dad's landscape nursery. I knelt in the back field behind the shed and put the book in front of me, like a Bible or spell-book. I acted out the midnight scene in the garden when Colin called his father home. It's one of my favorite memories of the nursery.

The haiku, "faded cigarette," is dedicated to my step-dad's mother, Granny, who took care of me during Jr. High whenever I was sick or had a day off that Mom didn't. My step-sister and uncle like to put cigarettes on her grave when they visit, and I have often imagined myself giving her one of her customary sips of gin.

The two rengay were written this semester with my friend, Mo, aka Maureen Yates. They were born out of common experience and joint friends, and we are both very proud of them, especially "Homecoming," based on this year's Homecoming Parade. The haiku that set us off is the first one about John Morel, our friend and my Co-President of the Angry Mob for our vampire float.

I hope you enjoy my first collection of haiku and rengay!

—Stacy Radliff


leaning against the brick wall
watching the shriveled
freshmen run


white mist falling
windshield wipers
     keeping time


two fallen figures
side by side
Pa-Pa and Jack angels

 

 

snow still falling
  footprints stop
     at her grave


         crisp morning
pulling a sweater on
          over wet hair

 

 

             early morning
                 still no sun
hungry cat on my chest


little girl kneeling
chanting from story
O' Great Spirit . . .

 

 

pulling sticky pie
from my hair
little Jack on my knee


legs entwined
my head on his chest
finally home

 

 

   faded cigarette
next to gin bottle
miss you, Granny


rainy evening
the ginger cat
licks my hand

 

 

seated in sunshine
birdsong overhead
she sobs


         dark and long
                  his hair
tangled in my brush

 

 

the one thing
nobody saw
hanging in the cellar


     Homecoming Parade

disgruntled bank accountant
stake in hand
waiting for his chance

     drums set the speed
     winds set the mood

football players
dressed in drag
hoot and holler

starlet wannabes
in tacky formals
posing

     men in fez
     riding baby bikes

five year old
beaned
by jaw breakers

Stacy Radliff & Maureen Yates

 

 

     Midnight

   starlit sky
      ripples,
stone sinks

         a tree falls in
     the distant wood

full benevolent moon,
                Her mirror
          the placid lake

              on the shore
      listening to silence
     even the fish sleep

   the ripples spread,
dust hangs in the air

     awaiting the moment
                 of fulfillment
               midnight ritual

Stacy Radliff & Maureen Yates

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