PACE Global Haiku • Fall 2006
Dr. Randy Brooks

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Goli Rahimi

An Evening For Last Year

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Goli Rahimi

When I registered for this class, it was listed as “Writing Roundtable” so I just assumed we’d be writing short stories, poems, or prose. You could imagine my slight surprise when we were handed small orange books by Japanese authors reading Zen Art and Haiku: A Poet’s Guide. My previous haiku training had only encompassed the 5-7-5 rule, and from the first day I knew I needed this class.

Being a writer, there’s always something new to learn, no matter how many classes or how much experience you have. The haiku is a genre that I knew the least about, and realized I am the most curious about. I remember the first day of class, when Dr. Brooks asked us why we were taking the class, and I replied: “Because I don’t know a thing about haiku and I think it’s about time I should.” This compilation represents my growth as a writer, specifically my growth as a haiku poet. There is no central topic, but rather a multitude of descriptions pertaining to the simplicity of life on the surface and the intricacy that lies below.


my father              broke his fishing rod

 


singing
on the highest branch
a green grasshopper


honeymoon suite—
she forgot her ring
in the nightstand drawer

 


library stacks—
day old bubblegum
still pops


mother’s wallpaper
hangs weeping
behind the crib

 


sharp cutlery—
the shine of the oil
on the turkey skin


mysterious waves
the lost dragon groans
from beneath

 


the icicles grown
a young boy asks
for a cup of cocoa


early winter
cracked flesh
along the old man’s bare hands

 


apple pie
sits in the oven…
smoke detector


Christmas morning—
it takes me hours
to unwrap it

 


© 2006, Randy Brooks • Millikin University
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