EN340
/ IN350 Global Haiku Tradition
Dr. Randy Brooks
Spring 2003 |
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Selected
Haiku
by
Jared
Stahl
Before
enrolling in Dr. Randy Brooks' Global Haiku Traditions class,
I didn't know very much about writing haiku. I remember
studying haiku a little in grade school, but I was taught
that there had to be a certain number of syllables in each
line and haiku had to be three lines. After taking this
course, I have a much better understanding of haiku and
much more respect for the art and haiku writers.
Over
the semester I learned a lot about the world of haiku. As
I look back to my first haiku, I can see the difference
from my writing now. Still, my approach hasn't changed very
much. When I write haiku, I close my eyes and relax. I try
to picture whatever it is I want to write about in my head.
Haiku is a very peaceful and relaxing thing for me.
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The
haiku that I have included in this collection are what
I think are my best haiku written over the spring semester
of 2003. I chose my most popular haiku and ones that I
personally enjoy the most. These are written from imagination
and memories, so enjoy.
—Jared
Stahl
Reader's
Introduction
As
a good friend and neighbor or Jared Stahl, I really enjoyed
reading his haiku. I have never really read very much
haiku, and I don't know very much about it. However, after
reading this collection, I have a better understanding
of what haiku is about. I can really relate to Jared's
haiku, especially since we grew up in the same area.
My
favorite haiku, and one that I can relate to the most
is:
((((((ripples))))))
through a puddle
nearby hunt club
I
can personally relate to this, because every Saturday
and Sunday since I can remember, I have been woken up
by the sounds of shotguns firing from the hunt club down
the road. The visual affects of this haiku really put
in perspective the disturbance of the subject.
Another
haiku that I liked and related to was:
school's
out
G.I. Joe wars
in the backyard
This
reminds me of what summer used to be like. As a child
summer was the best time in the world, because there were
no responsibilities. Having fun was the only thing you
had to worry about. Reading this haiku brings back those
childhood memories that make me feel free again.
—Chris
Fish
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cold
gray sky
winter stars
through black tree veins
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spring
sun
quiet conversation
in the grass
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burrs
stuck to my pants
spring's here
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summer
sun
the tube slide
my shelter
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((((((ripples))))))
through a puddle
nearby hunt club
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school's
out
G.I. Joe wars
in the backyard
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training
wheels off
wind in my hair
scraped knees
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deep
breath in
she makes a wish
for another year
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Pool
Hall
cue
ball
colored orbs scatter
across green felt
arcade
games glowing
bets
placed
smoke-filled
air
amongst friends
a game of cutthroat
suspended
lights wobble
a beer is spilled
the young one won the game
excitement
of victory
a
round of beer on me
the
jukebox plays on
table time is over
the next group sets the
rack
by
Jared Stahl and Matt Kennedy
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Starved
Rock State Park is place
close to home you can go
to get away from city life,
and enjoy some very different
scenery. Starved Rock is
a giant Sandstone rock along
the Illinois River, and
at the park there is a beautiful
lodge and cabins where you
can stay. There are many
trails to hike that lead
to cliffs overlooking the
river, and canyons with
beautiful waterfalls. In
the winter the waterfalls
freeze as the water falls
to the bottom, and eventually
it creates a giant icicle
all the way to the top of
the canyon. The are wooden
paths built into the trails,
with stairs going up and
down hills, but the most
fun is going off the marked
trails.
we
cut off
the wooden path
secret sanctuary
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©2003
Randy Brooks, Millikin University, Decatur, Illinois || all rights
reserved for original authors
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