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Haiku Writing Roundtable
Dr. Randy Brooks
Millikin University Fall 2003 |
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Bethany
Tabb
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Reflections:
Selected Haiku
by
Bethany
Tabb
When
I first signed up for a haiku class, I was very hesitant.
The only haiku I had ever read were in elementary school,
and they were hardly of any literary value. I assumed that
writing a haiku would be nothing more than slapping down a
few words in a 5-7-5 syllable pattern. As a writing major,
I knew I had to take whatever writing class I could get as
a freshman. Writing roundtable was nothing more than an X
on my advising checklist. I didn't expect to learn anything
that would apply to my own style of writing. After my first
week of class, I decided to open my mind and learn whatever
I could from this class. I had no idea how much I would gain.
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Before
I started writing haiku, my own work lacked simplicity. I
never thought about leaving things things to the reader's
imagination. I was very wordy in trying to express my ideas.
Writing haiku taught me that less truly can be more. Expressing
half a thought and leaving the rest to the imagination of
the reader can be a real art. By leaving out bits of information,
you can make a haiku applicable to anyone and everyone. People
can interpret the haiku however they want without compromising
the original intent of the author. Readers many times like
drawing their own conclusions rather than being told everything.
The discovery of simplicity helped me to write better haiku,
and it improved my writing in other genres as well.
Though
I thought writing haiku would be easy, I soon learned how
wrong I was. Simplicity is the desirable end, but it isn't
always easy to attain. I would sit for long periods of time
trying to find the right way to phrase something without ever
really getting it right. Other times I would hurriedly dash
off a haiku and said exactly what I meant to say. This taught
me to rely on my own instincts and not think too much. More
than likely, the first thing I'll think of it right, and over-analyzing
usually hurts more than it helps. All of these lessons have
helped me to grow as a writer. This collection will give you
a taste of this past semester.
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crowded
kitchen
four women huddle
over a hot stove
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broken
umbrella
rain rolls
down my face
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traffic
jam
a quiet moment
for prayer
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going
to bed
the moonlight is better
than my book
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hours
of cleaning
for my guests
someone complements my eyes
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waking
to the scent
of warm pancakes
home at last
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dashed
hopes for his voice
I snap
at the telemarketer
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home
from work
a lone jeweler
stares at the stars
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busy
schedule
thrown away
for a talk with you
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©2003
Randy Brooks, Millikin University, Decatur, Illinois || all rights
reserved for original authors
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