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Spring Haiku Challenge

By , About.com GuideApril 6, 2009

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I'm issuing a haiku challenge -- let's try to write some real spring haiku!

As I wrote in the blog about this time last year, the form of poetry called haiku began as a Zen art. Haiku seems simple to write, but it is difficult to write well. And there are many conventions of haiku that most English-speaking would-be haiku writers ignore. As a result, a great deal of what passes for haiku isn't haiku at all, or else is really bad haiku.

That said, I think even clumsy haiku is worth writing if the writer is working with haiku in true Zen spirit. This means using the haiku form to present a moment of experience. The act of writing haiku challenges the writer to pay attention.

Haiku is about nature, and the poem should provide at least a hint about the season of the year, often in just one word called a kigo. A spring haiku is about an experience of spring, right now. The haiku should present imagery and not be only about an idea, although it might present a thought in juxtaposition to the imagery. However, use of metaphor is discouraged. The haiku should directly point to an experience, not be an idea about an experience.

An important convention of haiku is the kireji, or cutting word. In Japanese, kireji divides the poem into two parts, often setting up juxtaposition. Put another way, the kireji cuts the train of thought in the haiku, which is a technique for giving the poem a bite. This is the oh! part that English haiku seems too often to leave out.

This haiku by Masaoka Shiki (1867-1902) provides an example --

A thin layer of snow
coats the wings of mandarin ducks --
such stillness!

That's what I'm talking about. Shiki sets us up with a winter scene, then cuts the thought at the dash and gives us an oh! at the end.

Here's another, by Kobayashi Issa (1763 - 1828). I believe Issa was Pure Land and not Zen, but he wrote good haiku anyway.

From the nostril
of the Great Buddha
comes a swallow

Here the last line takes us someplace we weren't expecting to go. To me, it's this freshness, this unexpectedness, that makes great haiku.

The "cut" can come early in the haiku. This is Basho (1644-1694):

The first cold shower
even the monkey seems to want
a little coat of straw

Here the "cut" is after the first line.

Of course, you know a haiku has three lines, and convention says the first line has five syllables, the second line has seven syllables, and the third line has five syllables again. However, I think in English we shouldn't be too chained to the syllable rule, especially if the rule makes the haiku wordier than it needs to be.

So, are we ready? I wrote two haiku this morning, which aren't up to Basho standards, but here they are anyway --

Crumpled paper cups
settle against the park bench
with purple crocus.

And

After the hard rain
wet forsythia blossoms
scattered everywhere.

Your turn!
Comments
April 6, 2009 at 12:49 pm
(1) Sukhmandir Kaur says:

Budding, Lily blooms/
In a spring awakening/
Announcing hunger

A cluster of baby’s breath/
Newborn granddaughter’s protest

April 6, 2009 at 12:54 pm
(2) Akhenaten says:

Here’s one:
Yellow blossoms fall
petals to nourish the soil
the tree stands naked

This describes a tree in a neighbor’s yard. In Florida, the trees shed both in the autumn and the spring.

April 6, 2009 at 2:00 pm
(3) Jennifer says:

Don’t issue challenges to contrarians!

Really bad haiku
like a really bad haircut
conforms not to life.

April 6, 2009 at 7:05 pm
(4) Elizabeth says:

The April snow-
man leans into his shadow
beneath white blossoms

April 6, 2009 at 10:39 pm
(5) Jason says:

Only dull eyes see
two identical snow flakes
spring will be here soon

April 7, 2009 at 8:49 am
(6) Beth says:

Cold clay warming
old bones stretch in sunlight —
blossoms burst in the air

April 7, 2009 at 9:35 am
(7) Jim says:

High clouds,
Spring’s breath on cheek –
Birds fly!

April 7, 2009 at 10:05 am
(8) Marianne says:

Koi swimming in pond
Thin layer of ice
Springtime approaching

April 8, 2009 at 1:11 am
(9) martin says:

river sunlight
the smell of tugboats
and blossoms

April 9, 2009 at 4:39 pm
(10) Carole GS says:

Computer whirring,
Desk covered with work orders–
Outdoors are flowers

April 9, 2009 at 7:30 pm
(11) emr says:

thrusting upward
through quiet mist the redwoods
my human breath

April 9, 2009 at 8:03 pm
(12) martin says:

Droplets from the sky
Spring flowers bend with heavy load;
Sun lifts their spirits

April 9, 2009 at 9:51 pm
(13) Sharon C says:

unborn cherry blooms
rain gently falls, sun warms earth
then comes explosion

April 9, 2009 at 11:52 pm
(14) Jiyo Andy Agacki says:

It is so quiet
Lying in the evening grass -
I hear an ant fart!

Change is a joker
Not frozen in the puddle
Like the other cards.

April 10, 2009 at 4:06 pm
(15) Cecilia says:

The full moon last night
bathed my family in joy –
we slept peacefully.

April 10, 2009 at 6:14 pm
(16) Susan says:

Warm breeze blows today
Gentle sun burns bright up high
As the weeds flourish

April 12, 2009 at 2:31 am
(17) redbarchettadrive on AllPoetry.com says:

pink cherry blossoms-
losing their battle to cling
paints an old man’s sky

April 13, 2009 at 2:44 pm
(18) Linda Hollingsworth says:

old pine cone rolling
past the golden trout lily
just opening up

April 14, 2009 at 10:37 am
(19) Lee says:

wet bark glistening
drowsy roots now stir and stretch
sidewalk cracks again

April 16, 2009 at 5:14 pm
(20) cher bhawnani says:

Leaf falls
child sleeps
…..spring dreams!

March 18, 2010 at 11:53 am
(21) Laura Sheman says:

tiny lions pounce
on fleeing prey that they dwarf
practicing their skill

moonbeams cast shadows
may lovers embrace entwined
under landmark oak

worn old maple tree
peg by peg children climb up
secret hiding place

frozen fish eyes search
beams of sunlight thaw the ice
tail swishes at last

April 15, 2010 at 10:23 am
(22) Bob Zane says:

breakfast again
the salmon on my bagel
just swam upstream

April 15, 2010 at 6:45 pm
(23) Donna Page says:

In a slow rain/
a chill until the drops glow/
sun sparkles everything new/

April 15, 2010 at 8:29 pm
(24) ktj says:

on hands and knees
clearing winter debris
bugs now uncovered scatter

April 15, 2010 at 11:31 pm
(25) ko shin Bob Hanson says:

early morning light
grass wet with dew
sand hills scream

April 16, 2010 at 2:04 am
(26) Rob says:

Rain clouds roll away
Leaving me in the garden
So many damn weeds!

April 16, 2010 at 3:27 am
(27) karmapolice says:

mixed snow and sun
the distant mountain
is melting like my pain

April 19, 2010 at 9:12 am
(28) Chrisa says:

The first warm rain
upon the suburban landscape
comes the smell of worms

February 22, 2012 at 7:38 pm
(29) Arlene Swilling says:

I would like to know if this contest is still going on and how do I enter? Thanks

March 29, 2012 at 4:41 pm
(30) Jeffrey Leonard says:

White apple blossoms

explode on fuji branches

verdant emptiness

March 31, 2012 at 5:13 pm
(31) Tom Schoenhofer says:

California winter rain
Brings life to the sun-drenched soil
Spring colorfully bursts forth

March 31, 2012 at 5:13 pm
(32) Tom Schoenhofer says:

California winter rain
Brings life to the sun-drenched soil
Spring colorfully bursts forth

March 31, 2012 at 5:13 pm
(33) Tom Schoenhofer says:

California winter rain
Brings life to the sun-drenched soil
Spring colorfully bursts forth

April 7, 2012 at 12:04 am
(34) TOM SCHOENHOFER says:

The summer sun has set
The song no longer has any words
Yet the melody lingers on.

© 2012 T. M. Schoenhofer

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