EN340 / IN350 Global Haiku Tradition
Dr. Randy Brooks
Spring 2002
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Selected Haiku

by
Alexis Ieffert

My earliest haiku reveal a lot about my life, with many of them reflecting back to my childhood days. As the semester progressed, however, my interest in the impersonal haiku grew; I began to greatly enjoy the ones that almost all readers could relate to and create their own images based on the few words on the paper.

George Swede initially sparked this interest of mine. His collection, Almost Unseen, contains a variety of haiku and senryu. Some of them are quite impersonal and provide the reader with a sense of beauty and calmness. However, the haiku by Swede that personally motivated me the most were the ones with the shocking and disturbing images. I really enjoyed the unexpected haiku that did not necessarily follow all of the technical guidelines for haiku writing. They were out of the ordinary and quite different from the usual peaceful and “pretty” haiku that we were used to reading in class. They dealt with real issues and incidents that are never really spoken about.

After reading some of these more unusual haiku, I was inspired to also take the less traveled path and began to write haiku and senryu on all sorts of odd topics, attempting to include an element of disgust or peculiarity to each haiku. I felt this would make my collection more distinctive.

I also hope that my writings will have an impact on those who read them. I write in hopes that people will take my words and somehow relate them to their own lives, making them see things in a different light or think about things in ways they never would have before. Hopefully, my haiku and senryu will help open people’s eyes to the reality of the world around them, causing them to notice more of the truths in life.

Most of my ideas for my haiku in this collection came to me while I daydreamed and spaced off in other classes. I have little tidbits of haiku and different ideas scattered throughout my notebooks, written in the margins and scribbled onto scrap paper. I would seize the moment they popped into my head (for whatever reason they did) and took the opportunity to jot them down.

When I would try to actually set time aside in my day to sit down and write good haiku, I repeatedly found myself unsuccessful. I could not force myself into producing ideas, no matter what inspirational efforts I took. I had to work with the random impulsive thoughts I had at any time of the day. However, I believe these haiku to be some of my best—the ones that show depth and meaning through the easiest and simplest forms. My collection reflects this by the variety and randomness of its contents. I feel that I have really grown as a haiku writer after the course of the past semester.

My reading partner, Shannon Kroner, and I often joke around about how we will continue to write haiku for the rest of our lives, back and forth to each other. We probably won’t be completely serious about our haiku writing, but I have found haiku to be a fun, stress-relieving hobby and I hope to find it just as amusing in twenty years as I do now. Thanks for reading! And enjoy!

—Alexis M. Iffert


Reading Partner's Introduciton

Alexis’s haiku are largely a collection of senryu. Some of her work is haiku in nature, but it is her playful senryu that I enjoy the most. Being good friends with Alexis, I can usually tell which haiku come from her life and which are random moments she was able to express through haiku. However, there is no distinction between the effectiveness of these two classifications of her work. All of her peices either bring a smile to your face or make you laugh uproariously.

Perhaps the most significant characteristic that I notice repeatedly about Alexis’s haiku and senryu is that no two are the same. Her work is full of variety in theme and image. Sometimes I even read her haiku and just look at her in bewilderment, simply because I cannot imagine where here inspiration came from. From whatever depths of randomness her haiku originate, Alexis is a unique haiku author who writes delightful snippets of life.

—Shannon Kroner


middle of the night
pigtails cuddling
with her teddy


small talk
ending the night
drunken lips meet


lost mittens
her hands
in his pockets

 

 

dreaming of kisses
open my eyes
to dog breath


late to class
snowflakes
on my eyelashes

 

 

pigtails bouncing
lone watermelon seed
stuck on her chin


long day
of sled riding
wet underwear

 

 

starlit sky
he reaches for
her hand


drunken babble
she pauses
to eat pizza

 

 

ex-boyfriend arrives
at the party
I take another shot


empty church bench
ashes fall
from my forehead

 

 

wedding bells
her eyes
on the best man


©2002 Randy Brooks, Millikin University, Decatur, Illinois || all rights reserved for original authors