Haiku Kukai 3

Global Haiku • Millikin University • June 2016

scalding water
are you the potato
or the egg

Christa Hunt (3)

I love this haiku. It relays such a deep message in so few words; it’s excellent! I thought about the different effect scalding water has on a potato versus an egg. When cooking, you would use boiling water to soften the potatoes before mashing or cutting them. With eggs, you use boiling water to harden them and completely change the consistency. So this haiku is asking, in a serious situation with the power to change you, do you become harder and stronger like the egg, or do you become softer and weaker like the potato. Mackenzie

village monster
knocks
a moment . . . a pamphlet

Alexa Duncan (3)

shining stars . . .
a new beginning

Briana Curtis (3)

laced fingers and nervous lips
just lean in
first kiss

Mackenzie Larrick (5)

long lost time
made up in five
minutes

Emily Holthaus (8)

This poem made me think of relationships. We do not know how relationships work and why some people connect with us more than others. However, this poem captures the essence of relationships that have to be separated for long periods of time. Even though you are separated, if you are with someone who is close to you it is like they have never left at all. The relationship of this poem makes me think of my relationship with my dad. I very rarely see my dad anymore because my parents are divorced. I am happy to see him when we meet. It feels like when we meet that we were never separated at all. Teresa

the strong hard hit
always ends up
safe at home

Emily Holthaus (3)

This story actually brings up a memory of my father telling me a story. When my father was young he moved from Arkansas to the west side of Chicago. My grandfather warned him and his brothers of the dangers of joining gangs and how prevalent they were in the area. My sweet grandfather actually threatened them about the dangers of his wrath if he caught wind of them in a gang. My father and uncles fought a few times to stay out of gangs when they were approached. They will tell you to this day they were more afraid of my granddaddy than the gang members. After a while the hard hitting Hunt boys were left alone. They returned home every night safely. Christa

looking at the mirror
to see how good
I look

Rakan Algatani (4)

giant cargo plane
why can that thing fly
when I can’t?

as the fish swim
I get lost in my dreams
don’t wake me

I do
actually
I don’t

Alexa Duncan (7)

I love this poem for some reason because it reminds me of dory form the movie finding nemo. Dory has short term memory loss, and she can’t find her family unfortunately and can’t decide for anything, I just thing this poem was just for dory. Ty

Another simple one. This one perfectly captures the uncertainty that precedes marriage, and illustrates that perhaps too many people don't take the time to make sure that they're truly certain before saying "I do." Dan

birds do it
bees do it
euphoria

Alexa Duncan (3)

This haiku is very simple and well-written. I like the play on "the birds and bees" story, and the depiction of sex as simply a fun, enjoyable activity, rather than the over-the-top way society tends to view it. Dan

Someday
my prince
will go away

Alexa Duncan (9)

I liked this poem because time waits for no one, your prince or princess will soon be gone. Never keep grudges is another view I got from this and mean people should love the people that are important in their life, we all one day will die. Ty

A woman has watched her lover transition from a boy to a man. She sees her lover as no longer a prince but as a King he was designed to be. Men seem to mature at different rates than women. This woman was strong enough to watch her man mistake after mistake and stay with him until he became her rightful King. Briana

my father was never there
yea you have yours I see
must be nice

Tives Gardner (6)

will this be the day?
the day I find myself
maybe tomorrow

Tives Gardner (3)

she watches intently
as her childhood
drives away

Christa Hunt (2)

apocalypse
it shatters on the floor
spilled milk

I stare at the computer
twirling my curls
wondering what to say next

Briana Curtis (5)

one end and the other
together they tighten
the rope

Emily Holthaus (4)

my heart is full of hate
it’s not a black or white issue
it's beyond that

Tives Gardner (6)

I love the deep meaning behind this poem. I think about how sometimes we can despair in humanity. Because humanity has things such as racism and hate. Every day you turn on the news and you see the horrible things humanity has done to each other. I don’t think that humanity will ever stop doing horrible things to each other, but I don’t think we should give up with each other. Instead, we should try to take baby steps towards understanding and accepting each other. Teresa

blood red knuckles
stain the wall
she exhales

Mackenzie Larrick (6)

I just see someone who is full in the normal sense of the word but longs for fulfillment in life. They are missing something out of their bigger picture. Jasmine

Everyone knows domestic violence is not acceptable. I see a woman punching the wall because she is preventing herself from putting her hands on her lover. The wall is her way to release her anger, to be able to say the words she cannot say to her lover. Briana

mourning dove spreads wings
maybe divorce would be best

Daniel Koffman

Even though the sound of this while reading it might lead the reader to think it’s going to be sad because of the word divorce, that’s not how I took it. It’s more uplifting the way I read it. The mourning dove resembles someone that is in grief about something, but then they wake up and realize that they need to stop mourning and do something about it. So in this case, the next step for them in their head is divorce. Emily

my curls are beautiful
going in every direction
a mind of their own

oh dear
says the wolf
antlers

Alexa Duncan (4)

I imagined this as the wolf is considered a manipulator man who tries to manipulate women as dears. It is also great because dear and deer sounds exactly the same. The writer have done a great job playing with images and sounds in the poem. Rakan

green mountain
   harder to breath
      at the bottom

toil and trouble
the prince
boils

Alexa Duncan (2)

ready by 6:45am
a walk to the bus stop
with grandad

Briana Curtis (2)

the girl chants
witchcraft
on the playground

steamy escape
       hardy
              oatmeal

Christa Hunt (4)

clear and brisk
as the summer ends
see you soon

one two three
skips
interrupts the oasis

welcome children
take your shoes off
do you want something to eat?

Tives Gardner (4)

I like this one because it talks about how people are generous to other but in the same time they force their rules to the guest because they expect the guest to be certain way. This is a rale situation as I have visited different people from different cultures. I always ask about their rules so that I can be on the same page with the host. Rakan

eating alone
good food
still hungry

Teresa Brase (4)

I see someone who has given a situation or a person their all and they finally just give up. Stop trying, they feel this is a fight that will last a lifetime if they keep going. Jasmine

fearless
climbs a mountain
still at sea level

little knocks
from little knuckles
wake up wake up

Mackenzie Larrick (5)

vocal chords
still recovering
sparrows sing on my behalf

ready or not,
the time is unstoppable
train

Rakan Algatani (5)

I like this poem because it truly shows that some people take for granted the time that they are given every day. “Ready or not,” really says just to get up and move and to stop wasting time away. Time is unstoppable, the battery doesn’t just run out like a clock and make time stop, it keeps going, so we need to take it and run with it and try to make the best of ourselves while we can with the time we are given.

too many clothes
in the drawer . . .
     it won’t close

Daniel Koffman (5)

For me, this haiku represented a chapter in a person’s life that needed to be closed. It’s a messy chapter with so many memories and so many parts that spill out into the rest of his life that it just won’t seem to close. It makes you wonder whether the person really wants to close the drawer and if they would be willing to get rid of things to make that possible, or if they are simply recognizing that life may be less chaotic if the drawer were closed but they still choose to hold onto everything anyways. Mackenzie

sweat on the beer can
drips slowly
in the sun

wooly worm
personal growth
Winter arrives early

how the water shines
I hear a heartbeat
save me

Tives Gardner (5)

 

sweltering desert
I know what we’re doing
but not why

Daniel Koffman

Sometimes we do things just because we have always done them; there is no rhyme or reason. We do things out of tradition or because we were taught to do these. We never stop to ask why in a lot of cases. There have been feuds fought by sons of sons who never knew what their grandfathers were mad about. They never questioned why the bad blood existed. In some cases on TV no one that was still alive knew. Christa

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