Haiku Kukai 8 Favorites
Global Haiku • Millikin University • Fall 2018
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dad's phone in hand Haley Vemmer I liked this haiku because it reminded me of my childhood Christmases. When we were little, my brother and I used to sit in front of the computer for hours at Christmas and watch the Santa Tracker. We’d always run out, telling our family the latest updates, screaming to each other when he’d fly over anywhere remotely close to where we lived. It was a sweet memory to be able to recall. Sophie Kibiger, Fall 2018 |
first Christmas |
Santa Tracker— Haley Vemmer (8) This haiku is so beautiful, and it really exemplifies a way that people all over the world can connect under one “belief”, the belief in Santa Claus. Children in North America can be excited for the children down in Chile, knowing that Santa is visiting them in that exact moment… and when Santa is over the United States, children in Chile looking at the Santa Tracker can be excited for them too (if they are awake). It’s just beautiful. Jenesi Moore, Fall 2018 |
looking around: |
smiles shine |
crossing borders for hopeful futures Daria Koon (7) |
department store windows Daria Koon (9) |
day after Thanksgiving Alissa Kanturek (4) |
four types of potato Mary Callaghan (5) |
Christmas eve moon |
under the mistletoe Olivia Gonzalez (9) When I read this haiku, my heart melted a little bit. It just paints such a romantic and ideal scene. I know that, personally, I always get a little hopeful that, around Christmas or New Year's I'll have someone to kiss me under the mistletoe because, a) I'm a helpless romantic, and b) it is such a good image. The mistletoe frames the picture of two individuals so well, hanging down like the possibility of the future leading from that kiss. I also like how the author hints at the future of these two people with the last line. This is their first kiss, so who knows what will happen with them? The sweetness and innocence of that first kiss—that ideal first kiss—radiates from the rest of the haiku, and that was what I liked so much about it. Daria Koon, Fall 2018 |
bitter chill Alissa Kanturek (5) |
snowed in Zachary McReynolds (5) |
Christmas break Haley Vemmer (12) |
holiday season Rachel Pevehouse (11) |
warm fire Zachary McReynolds This haiku sent me straight into a sense of a warmth which comes with the holiday season. I find it quite ironic that in America, when we celebrate Christmas and Thanksgiving, it's the coldest it'll ever be in the states, yet it still tends to harbor the most internal warmth radiating throughout. Personally, when I think about winter I can't help but feel warm and comforted inside because I know I'll be surrounded by my loved ones and the people who have been there for my entire life. This haiku encompasses winter nights in the Haedike household, especially a Christmas Eve night. There's still one Christmas Eve I'll never forget. I was probably around 10 years old and it was just my immediate family celebrating Christmas Eve this particular year and we had run out of eggnog earlier in the day. My mom had stated how she was going to go to the store to get more, but of course with the craziness of the day, she and the rest of my family forget to go get some. We were all around the family and we were all craving eggnog but realized we didn't have any, so we all piled into the car hoping and praying that there was any store open where we could buy eggnog. We drove and drove and drove until we found a tiny little gas station that had one small container of eggnog left and of course we bought it. We went back home and there was only enough for us to have half a glass, but we still all got some, sat around the fire, singing to Christmas songs, and smiling like it was the best night ever and we didn't just have this huge upset in our night trying to find eggnog. I remember in the moment I was so mad. I was mad at the fact that my parents were ill-prepared for Christmas, I mean how could they not have had enough eggnog, but thinking back to it, that adventure my entire family took together to keep a tradition in play is a memory that will forever stick with me. This haiku let me relive it. Hannah Haedike, Fall 2018 |
Christmas cheer Zachary McReynolds (6) |
snow whispers as it |
Christmas Eve Daria Koon (8) So many families have traditions that revolve around watching or participating in holiday festivities. This one made me think of me and my sister when we would come home from my Grandma's christmas eve party and we watch reruns of “FRIENDS” christmas episodes. It just made me all warm and fuzzy. Or when we would all watch the old claymation movies like “A Year Without Santa Claus” when they would be on a TV channel. It are these simple moments and traditions that make me very excited for the holidays and want to go see my family. I think this haiku was relatable for a lot of people and had a central theme everyone understood or appreciated. Mary Callaghan, Fall 2018 |
last guest leaves Hannah Ottenfeld (7) I really liked this haiku because it reminded me of the holiday season. After all my family leaves, my immediate family (siblings & parents) usually all just sit around for a little bit after finishing up whatever desserts and coffee that is left. We usually talk about all the silly things my grandma said or the fun happenings of that night.This haiku is so bittersweet, it reflects a happy time with loved ones, but there is something upsetting looming behind, something that needs to be forgotten. It reminds me of family funerals, everyone is brought together and it's almost fun to catch up with everyone and it becomes easy to forget that the circumstances surrounding it are so unfortunate. There's a beautiful simplicity to this haiku as well that I enjoy. Hannah Ottenfeld, Fall 2018 |
shuffling Hannah Ottenfeld (7) This haiku reminds me of Christmas at my grandma’s when I was younger. My family always has the little kids pass out presents because they always seem to enjoy doing so. When reading this haiku, I can picture all my cousins’ little kids shuffling around with big presents they got for their grandparents and great-grandparents. Haley Vemmer, Fall 2018 |
stone nativites |
9 carrots |
one less stocking Hannah Haedike (7) |
a tower of desserts Isabella Spiritoso (7) |
I arrive at the cookie party |
the bells ring |
silent night Logan Bader (5) |
grandma opens the door |
wooden stables |
christmas tree lit Mary Callaghan (11) I love the imagery in this haiku. I see a cozy living room with the Christmas tree in the corner. A pile of presents, wrapped in paper and bows, is under the tree. On the opposite side of the living room is a beautiful piano that sparkles. There is a giant red bow on the top. I imagine a family in the living room, and a little girl is staring wide-eyed at the piano. Her parents have given to her, so she can cultivate her piano skills. The cold snow outside contrasts the warmth of the house and the joy of the family. The scene is peaceful and serene. Emily Sullins, Fall 2018 |
Christmas tree |
kids basement Mary Callaghan I really enjoyed this haiku because I related so much to it on a personal level. My dad’s side of the family is really large and at Christmas every year, we drive five hours to the area where my dad grew up to celebrate with them. I have so many memories of playing with my cousins in the basement while all my aunts and uncles got drunk and laughed like drunk people laugh. I thought the contrast in this haiku was really lovely, and captured that familiar atmosphere really well. Alissa Kanturek, Fall 2018 |
Winter Break around the corner |
away from home |
at home texting friends |
Karumi |
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mud caked fingers |
skipping through dandelions |
baseball mitt |
the glow of fairy lights Isabella Spiritoso (7) I love reading. I read all the time before I got to college because it transported me into another world. In my room back home, I have a “creative corner”. It's where I have all my instruments, notebooks, water colors, drawing pads, and I have a pallet of blankets and pillows set up on the ground. It's my favorite place in my room and I have Christmas lights which encompass my entire room as well, which of course, always happen to be on when I'm present in my room. When I came to college, reading became a chore rather than a luxury. I read for every one of my classes and, yes, it's material I need to read so I always do, but it's not necessarily material I want to read. When I'm forced to read something for class, it's hard for me to spend my free time reading for luxury or fun because my mind is already tired of looking at words and deciphering sentences and complex thoughts and I tend to fill that free time with different outlets where I don't have to think, like painting or writing or drawing. But, over breaks when I have less stimulus, I crave more knowledge and an escape from the bland less bust world that I'm living when I'm not constantly consumed with rehearsals and school work and it's my favorite time to get completely invested in a book. This author even called her lights, fairy lights, which adds to the escape from reality reading provides. Hannah Haedike, Fall 2018 |
belly laughs Naomi Klingbeil (10) This haiku made me extremely nostalgic. While reading this, I remembered all the times that me and my friends from back home would sit in our back yards together around a fire and talk for hours; some of my fondest memories of them are from those nights. Whether it was one of our birthdays, after a school dance, or just another Summer night, we would sit around the fire and talk about anything and everything until the fire burned out and we had each devoured about five s’mores. This haiku perfectly captures the feeling I get when I think back on those nights; a mixture of warmness and nostalgia. Isabella Spiritoso, Fall 2018 |
my mouth curves Isabella Spiritoso (8) I love the little moment this haiku captures -- something small a stranger does that makes you smile. It seems insignificant, but she phrases it in a way that highlights what that smiley face did for her. This made me smile because it is such a wholesome moment. The simple happiness of this haiku seeps into the reader as well. Rachel Pevehouse, Fall 2018 |
kids costume |
tadpoles swim Zachary McReynolds This haiku brought me back to the garden center at which I worked throughout high school. In addition to selling annuals and perennials, we also carried water plants, meaning that our location had a pond for the water lilies and other large water plants. My favorite part of the season was watching the little kids come into the store to ask for cups to collect the tadpoles that lived in the pond. People always expected that we charged for the little guys, even though we didn't. In fact, we even had small nets to help the kids catch them. This one time. A little boy—he couldn't have been more than two or three years old—came in with his cup after he caught some to show all of the register girls his prize. He just shuffled up and presented the cup with this little grin. It is one of my favorite memories of working there. Daria Koon, Fall 2018 |
first snow Alissa Kanturek (8) This haiku is just super cute. I imagine a big sibling thinking this about their little sibling. Little kids in winter clothes are always adorable. They are all snuggled up, so they look really round, squishy, and huggable. I can picture a big sibling walking their little sibling to school in the morning. The little one is toddling ahead of the big one with the pom pom on their knit hat bouncing up and down with each step. Their mom probably made the hat for the kid and it’s probably a bit too big for them. It keeps falling down over their eyes. The big sibling wants to reach forward and honk the pom pom but they know that the last time they did, they got in trouble with mom. The big sibling refrains. Isabella Loutfi, Fall 2018 |
Halloween afternoon Alissa Kanturek (8) |
chapped lips Isabella Spiritoso (10) I really liked this one because of the word choice used in it. I especially love the choice of the word “canvas.” It portrays it in a more artistic way that I find very enjoyable and pleasant. I also love strawberry and get chapped lips very easily, so I related to the haiku as well. Zachary McReynolds, Fall 2018 |
I walk to class Isabella Spiritoso I enjoyed this haiku for its imagery. I imagined myself walking to class and the brownish gray sidewalk is wet with rain. I am looking down at the ground under my hood so that the rain does not touch my face. It is pretty rough outside, due to the gloomy rain and overcast sky. But suddenly, a huge, vibrant orange oak leaf is in my path. It seems to glow even more vibrantly when contrasted with the wet sidewalk. This haiku helped me to remember to always find joy in the little things when possible. To be thankful for what I have in the moment instead of getting so worked up over what I am seeking. Even something as small as noticing how beautiful an orange leaf that has fallen can change your attitude completely. Logan Bader, Fall 2018 This haiku made me very nostalgic. It made me think of when I was little and kids would collect the perfect or prettiest leaves they could find and then keep them. Even now everyone, including myself, when walking notice and stop to look at a colored fall leaf that catches the eye. These miraculous beauties of nature are so simple yet precious and something people hold near and dear to them even though you see them everyday in the fall. Sometimes you just have to take the time and notice the perfect orange leaf you may find while walking on your everyday path if you just pay close attention. This haiku brought back the sereneness and effortless beauty that comes with autumn. Mary Callaghan, Fall 2018 |
no money for coffee Daria Koon (11) Exercising actually creates energy. People who regularly exercise have more “natural” energy than people who don’t. So this haiku represents an excellent alternate route when you don’t have money for “artificial” energy. I’ve went to the disc and jogged on the treadmill to get my heart rate up instead of getting coffee multiple times. Jenesi Moore, Fall 2018 |
smeared lipstick Isabella Loutfi (8) This haiku has so much exciting energy, it reminds me of the very early stages of a new relationship, maybe the first time the couple is ever spending time together and they are both so nervous but having so much fun in each other's company that it doesn't even matter. I like the image of "taking the night", nothing else in the world matters because you are with the person who you care about and everything belongs to the two of you, it's a top of the world kind of feeling. Hannah Ottenfeld, Fall 2018 |
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ferris wheel Naomi Klingbeil (6) |
yellow petals Isabella Loutfi I love looking back at old pictures, especially of my grandparents, because I only have mental images of them as older people. Seeing pictures, especially of my maternal grandma, just make me happy because she was (and still is, just in a different way) so beautiful. This haiku brought me back to her and my grandpa's wedding pictures because she is just gorgeous in them, and they were married in the same church my parents were married in. It's so cool to see changes and the things that have stayed the same in her features since that time. Daria Koon, Fall 2018 This poem put a smile on my face. I love to look back at old photos of my family before I was alive and see the things that have changed and the things that remain. Two things that I believe never really change about a person are their eyes and their genuine smile. Reading this haiku, I picture my grandmother’s eyes and smile on the canvas of a younger woman; maybe there is a big beautiful yellow flower in her hair because she is on some tropical vacation. The thought of my grandma being younger, happy, and uninhibited by all of the health problem that she has now with old age makes me feel warm. I think my grandma is beautiful now, but to imagine her when she was younger and healthier, I can only imagine how stunning she was. Isabella Spiritoso, Fall 2018 |
after dinner mints Isabella Loutfi (8) I found this haiku to be very comical in the sense that it was a really awful first date but they still tried to find good in the evening. Although the date didn't work out, this person isn't dwelling on the poor but rather seeking out the good in the evening. They aren't letting it get to them because it didn't work out the way they had hoped that it would which I really appreciate about this haiku. Naomi Klingbeil, Fall 2018 |
rain falls and |
passing in the street Daria Koon (8) |
before the day's chaos Haley Vemmer I like this haiku a lot. It gives me a feeling of ease to picture going outside on a cool morning to watch the sunrise while most of the world is still quiet and resting. I can picture the oranges and yellows fading into the light blue of the early morning sky. This poem reminds me of the times when I know I’m going to have a long and stressful day and I wake up a little earlier than usual to do something that will put in a good mind set, whether that be reading or doing my makeup. This haiku captures a very positive and peaceful moment before the craziness of everyday life. Isabella Spiritoso, Fall 2018 |
the happiest i've ever been Naomi Klingbeil the happiest i've ever been This haiku was very bittersweet for me. It made me think about my last relationship, and how the summer before we broke up had been the best summer of my life. But things change so quickly, and now, that summer is nothing but a painful memory. Sometimes I miss how happy we were and how wonderful that summer was, but at the end of the day, I know that my next summer without her will be even better. Sophie Kibiger, Fall 2018 |
neon moonlight |
guitar strings |
meadow beside the freeway Sophie Kibiger meadow beside the freeway The image of this just appealed to me so much. As a child, I played in the grass very frequently, catching moths in my hands and then letting them go. In that time chasing after moths, I observed grass a lot, and became very interested in it. This also reminded me of the Basho poem about the wildflower and made me very happy. Alissa Kanturek, Fall 2018 |
crisp white pages Rachel Pevehouse (5) |
on the porch |
family visit Sophie Kibiger (8) |
Old Spice Alissa Kanturek (6) |
twisting her mother's ring Daria Koon At first I imagined a daughter speaking at her mother's funeral, she is dreading having to make a eulogy for her but wants to give her mother the respect she deserves. The more I read it, I see it in other ways. Perhaps the daughter is a lawyer working her first case, or even a young child running for class president. Her mother can't always be there for her in person, but she's there regardless. Hannah Ottenfeld, Fall 2018 |
A Quiet Place Sophie Kibiger (4) |
fleece tie blanket Alissa Kanturek I like this haiku because the gift is from an ex and anytime you break up you wonder whether you should continue to use the things they bought you. In this case, the fleece tie blanket is a super nice blanket that you've likely been sleeping with for a while now, but should you continue to use it? Everytime you see the blanket are you going to remember your ex? But after awhile, it loses its connotation with the ex, and it just becomes a cozy blanket. Naomi Klingbeil, Fall 2018 |
kukai day Alissa Kanturek (11) |
tango gone short Jenesi Moore (8) I don’t know if I necessarily understand this haiku completely, but I love the way it sounds. I imagine that this is about a really passionate love. I feel like the tango is a really intense, passionate dance and the fact that it was cut short makes it even more intense. It’s like the love was too great and powerful to continue. These two people got lost in their love. Oblivion is a state of unconsciousness so maybe these people were so in love, they didn’t realize that their love was harmful or unhealthy. It could’ve been cut short by death (if we want to get really dramatic) or other extreme circumstances. Isabella Loutfi, Fall 2018
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a new place |
conversation |
stuck in traffic |
catching another red light Zachary McReynolds (6) |
wildflowers Emily Sullins (12) |
early morning Rachel Pevehouse This haiku was so sweet, but also not the way I actually wake up. The imagery and the personification used was masterfully simple and painted a clear picture in my mind. The tone of the haiku is so tender and gentle, almost innocent. It brought me immediate joy and comfort. Alissa Kanturek, Fall 2018 I love this one because I was able to read it in two ways. The first one put the image of sunlight coming through the blinds to shine on my face. In this sense, I love the personification of light. The second way I read it was as a soft nudge from a significant other nudges me awake. Either way, it is a sweet haiku. Zachary McReynolds, Fall 2018 |
bad day Haley Vemmer Another dog haiku! This haiku is also just a very relatable and simple haiku. Your dog, no matter how bad a day you had, will always make you smile because they will always be there for you. When it seems like nobody wants to be around you at least you have your dog. I love it when my dog would come running up after a day at school and just be excited to see me. It is a sense of love and loyalty you can't get from another human because the dog's emotions towards their owner is unfailing and forever faithful. This dogku is precious and simply sums up the relationship between dog and owner. Mary Callaghan, Fall 2018 |
drunk lovers |
the chilling wind |
we run to Hannah Ottenfeld (6) |
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feeling bold Isabella Loutfi (10) I imagine a first date, and the guy and girl are both very nervous. The girl has butterflies the whole evening, and she cannot believe her luck that she is on a date with this guy. After they eat dinner, they start to part ways. She only lives a couple blocks from the restaurant, so he did not offer to walk her home. She does not want the evening to end, though. She tries to be casual and mention that they never finished talking about his job at dinner, so she says that he can just walk with her and keep talking if he wants. Not getting the hint, the guy declines and laughs, saying he thinks he talked too much about himself as it was. The girl finally just looks him in the eye and asks him to walk her home because she would like it. It suddenly dawns on him, and he smiles a huge smile, saying it would be his pleasure. Emily Sullins, Fall 2018 |
warm autumn sun Isabella Loutfi (9) I love the colors this haiku inspires. The contrast of the gold and orange sun with blue eyes is a striking image. I also like that the structure implies that the sun helped her see how blue his eyes are. The first line appeals to the visual and tactile senses, which strengthens the image. While autumn is a chill season, the sun (and this person’s eyes) make this moment warm and special. Rachel Pevehouse, Fall 2018 |
she grabs her coat Sydney Rudny (7) This haiku immediately made me think of my roommate Cori and how much I appreciate our friendship. I’m not entirely sure why it reminded me of her, but I think it holds a lot of Cori’s aesthetic and attitude in it. Zachary McReynolds, Fall 2018 Rainy days are the worst because they just put a damper on things quite literally. You can't really dress nicely or do your hair because the rain is just going to ruin your hair and dampen your clothes likely. But this haiku has a positive tone. Like no matter what the weather conditions are, I'm going to wear my raincoat and be happy. This rain can't get in my way!!! Naomi Klingbeil, Fall 2018 |
standing in the Daria Koon (6) |
no spreadsheets Mary Callaghan (8) |
written love letter Sophie Kibiger I’m wondering how this gal is dotting her “I”s. I imagine that, in this letter, she’s started dotting them with little hearts. That makes me think that the girl is kind of young and the relationship is new. It’s probably a late elementary school or middle school couple. Everything is cutesy and pure. However, I could also see this being a bit sadder. It could be that the speaker is noticing their lover changing and they don’t recognize her anymore. Maybe they have begun losing contact. Her handwriting is changing and so is the rest of her. The speaker is saying that they don’t remember when they changed or how they’ve changed, but there is something different in this letter. Isabella Loutfi, Fall 2018 |
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crackling campfire Logan Bader (8) I’m not sure why, but I took the crackling campfire in two meanings. In one meaning, I take it literally. Someone may have been lonely and just wanted to enjoy a campfire and so he put out the flames at the end of the night alone. But another way that I took the crackling campfire is feelings for a crush. A guy has a crush on someone and gets brutally let down when the crush doesn’t reciprocate the feelings. So he has to quell the fiery feelings inside him when he sees this person often, and he has to deal with this rejection alone because he doesn’t want anyone to know that he was rejected. Jenesi Moore, Fall 2018 |
summer solstice Logan Bader (4) |
opening my mouth |
a message |
the boy skips rocks Zachary McReynolds (6) I really liked this haiku. I imagined a young boy that lives in a rural area. His grandfather owns a gigantic ranch house, and has a small man-made lake out behind the house for kayaking and all sorts of other fun. The sky is foggy, and it is cold enough that the mist is hanging in the air. The young boy, however, is not necessarily feeling alone, he is just bored because everyone is at work and he has just arrived home from school. He is out skipping the rocks to pass the time, but he does not feel alone. He seems to enjoy being alone for a little bit, to unwind and be free. Logan Bader, Fall 2018 |
all alone |
leaving Sydney Rudny (8) |
laughing to forget Rachel Pevehouse This haiku made me think about the laughter of sad moments. When everything seems like it’s at it’s worst, sometimes you just need to laugh to forget for a second. I pictured two siblings who had just lost a parent. It’s still painfully fresh and hard to talk about, but they’re able to laugh at a simple thing together (maybe a memory or a picture) and for just a moment, it feels okay again. Sophie Kibiger, Fall 2018 This haiku is so bittersweet, it reflects a happy time with loved ones, but there is something upsetting looming behind, something that needs to be forgotten. It reminds me of family funerals, everyone is brought together and it's almost fun to catch up with everyone and it becomes easy to forget that the circumstances surrounding it are so unfortunate. There's a beautiful simplicity to this haiku as well that I enjoy. Hannah Ottenfeld, Fall 2018 |
a storm brews up above |
she walks up the stairs Melanie Wilson (7) |
clinging to mom like a koala Naomi Klingbeil (6) This haiku hit my heart hard. I automatically pictured a torn family and the hardship of having to deal with split custody at a young age. It's hard when a child doesn't have strong parenting, especially when the child has to be split up between two households with probably two very different ideas of how parenting should be. Kids crave structure and rules even when they complain about it because it helps form them into the person they'll become. This haiku makes me sad because I picture a young child not wanting to leave their mother, who is probably a strict yet loving parent, to go to their father's house, who probably doesn't show the same love, rules, and restrictions. It's hard to go into a home where you know you're not loved, which is another sad consequence of split custody, but something that is out of our control because of the judicial system. Hannah Haedike, Fall 2018 |
succulent Mary Callaghan (5) |
snow fall despair |
another year gone. Melanie Wilson (6) |
frozen chickpeas |
alone in a big city |
birthday flowers Rachel Pevehouse (8) |
4th outfit change Hannah Haedike (12) |
a forever home |
in the old toy shop Isabella Spiritoso (3) |
a distance |
my name? |
evening to myself Isabella Loutfi (8) I really loved this haiku because it exactly describes what I do. Every time I settle into my desk chair to do some homework or whenever I take a break from homework when I'm alone, I go and call my mom. We usually sit and talk for an hour then and I'm completely distracted from what I actually need to do.This haiku is so bittersweet, it reflects a happy time with loved ones, but there is something upsetting looming behind, something that needs to be forgotten. It reminds me of family funerals, everyone is brought together and it's almost fun to catch up with everyone and it becomes easy to forget that the circumstances surrounding it are so unfortunate. There's a beautiful simplicity to this haiku as well that I enjoy. Hannah Ottenfeld, Fall 2018 |
crowded room |
lipstick kissed palm |
walk to class alone |
roommate in bed Alissa Kanturek (4) |
early morning walk Haley Vemmer (5) |
dancing |
yellow ticket |
empty house |
closing the blinds |
looking on Instagram |
crack of dawn Isabella Loutfi (9) |
tear-stained face Emily Sullins When reading this haiku, I pictured someone watching old home movies, but someone in those videos is no longer with them, so they’re crying because they’re missing that person, but they keep watching the video because it helps them feel closer to the person they’re missing. This haiku hits me right in the heart because I lost my grandma two years ago. Whenever she would get bored or lonely, she would call me, either to talk or to ask if I wanted to go do something, and if I didn’t answer, she’d leave me a voicemail. The voicemail box on my phone has been full for over two years now of just voicemails from her because I can’t bring myself to delete them. Sometimes, when I’m really missing her, I listen to her voicemails, which usually makes me cry. Haley Vemmer, Fall 2018 |
late night panic attack Daria Koon (8) |
Halloween |
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cop horror stories |
halloween costume |
putting on the face Melanie Wilson (4) |
halloween Rachel Pevehouse (11) |
dark hallway Logan Bader (4) |
halloween party Sophie Kibiger (4) |
ghost in my room Sophie Kibiger (9) |
pile of candy Sophie Kibiger (8) |
the doorbell rings |
opening night Sophie Kibiger (9) |
wiping off whiskers |
Halloween night |
halloween night Isabella Loutfi (16) This haiku captures the very real fears women have beyond Halloween night. While going to parties, women must be wary of men following them and watch their drinks at parties. Halloween is just another night where their fears for themselves trump their fears of ghosts or monsters. I appreciate the alliteration of the words “guy” and “ghost” because it is a nice connection between the two things. Rachel Pevehouse, Fall 2018 I thoughts this haiku was very creative. It is so sad that in a world today a lot of girls need to really just watch out for themselves anytime they go out and not just have a good time. I liked the incorporation of Halloween night (an event that is suppose to be fun and festive) into this issue was really good.This haiku is so bittersweet, it reflects a happy time with loved ones, but there is something upsetting looming behind, something that needs to be forgotten. It reminds me of family funerals, everyone is brought together and it's almost fun to catch up with everyone and it becomes easy to forget that the circumstances surrounding it are so unfortunate. There's a beautiful simplicity to this haiku as well that I enjoy. Hannah Ottenfeld, Fall 2018 |
billowing tractor fumes Logan Bader (5) |
scattered in the wind Emily Sullins (8) |
one night a year Hannah Haedike (6) |
carved pumpkin Mary Callaghan (7) |
kissing beneath |
what’s under Isabella Loutfi (6) |
leaves crack underfoot Daria Koon (10) I thought this was one of the cutest haiku ever. I could imagine that the child was wearing the classic bedsheet with two eyehole slits ghost costume. She is so excited because she thinks she is a convincing ghost. I could see her creeping up to the house, stepping on loud and crunchy leaves as she goes, and giggling in anticipation of scaring the people that live in the house. She tiptoes up to the door, as stealthy as possible. It would not matter anyway, because right now she is a ghost and no one can see her anyways. The door swings open and the child yells “Boo!” The grandparent that opens the door acts horrified for the little girl, and then congratulates her with candy. This one brought such a great image to my mind. Logan Bader, Fall 2018 This haiku is so cute. When reading this one, I picture a little kid wearing the classic bedsheet with holes cut out for the eyes. The kid is giggling because he’s so excited that it’s Halloween and he’s getting all kinds of candy. I can picture a little ghost racing his siblings up to a door in a contest to see who gets to ring the doorbell, but at that point, they almost don’t even need to ring the doorbell because they made so much noise stomping on the crunchy leaves and giggling loudly that the people inside could hear them coming up the sidewalk. Haley Vemmer, Fall 2018 |
October breeze Hannah Ottenfeld (10) |
halloween night |
autumn bonfire Haley Vemmer (6) It is a cold evening by the lake, and my friends and I wrap ourselves in blankets. We start a bonfire outside and grab chocolate, graham crackers, and marshmallows to make smores. The heat of the fire feels wonderful against the chill of the night. We laugh and sing songs while we roast our marshmallows. The crackling of the fire is the only sound aside from our voices. Happy and content, we all take in the evening and feel thankful for the memories we are making. Emily Sullins, Fall 2018 |
on my neighbor’s porch Haley Vemmer (3) |
harvest festival Emily Sullins (10) |
haunted house Emily Sullins (11) |
costume party Emily Sullins (7) |
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