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Knut, this is Jude. Remember I told you about him? He writes poetry." Knut looked my half-Japanese self up and down. "Haiku?" he guessed. "Gesundheit," I muttered sourly. — J.L. Merrow

This book by Dr. Yasuda, while ostensibly about haiku, in reality penetrates deeply into the totality of this living spirit of Japan. It deals with those aspects which have produced and maintained haiku into the present day. The important key to understanding comes with the realization that in Japanese art one strives always for the absolute. Of the absolute there is no question of degree; it is either attained or lost. Most often, to be sure, it is not attained, but it is the constant striving toward and awareness of that high goal which gives strength and vitality to this living aesthetic spirit which has so impressed me in Japan.
(Robert B. Hall, Foreword, p. x) — Kenneth Yasuda

Most of these editors, as they call themselves, couldn't even effectively edit a haiku. — Frank Black

Every week it's another opportunity to really make that work and figure out how to make it work better. And I love that it's like theater, too, and the audience, and it's so short. It's only 20 minutes. It's like a haiku or something. — Joan Cusack

thinking how soon
all in this world passes
I loved
the yellow roses
that now have scattered — Shiki Masaoka

Haiku is a way of culling things from the stream of things that rush past the senses. — Michael J. Rosen

I seldom feel trapped by my world. Setting up rules and restrictions is part of the process. It gives your world shape. I always look at these things like haiku: you have to work within certain parameters, but within them, you're completely free. — Richard Kadrey

I usually begin a poem in longhand. I like to sit where I have a nice view, ideally, although I worked on haiku this weekend at an airport. I'm not one to romanticize inspiration. I try to get to the work. — Pat Mora

I often think of my work as visual haiku. It is an attempt to evoke and suggest through as few elements as possible rather than to describe with tremendous detail. — Michael Kenna

Reading haiku is as much an art as writing it. The reader needs to pause and listen to the silences, to feel the spaces between the words, and to journey into the depths of many multi-colored worlds. — Harley King

Exhale the remnants/Of wounds that steal your freedom./No more prisons. Breathe. — Staci Backauskas

Yoko [Ono] was showing me some of these Haiku in the original. The difference between them and Long fellow is immense. Instead of a long flowery poem the Haiku would say 'Yellow flower in white bowl on wooden table' which gives you the whole picture. — John Lennon

Hi! My little hut
Is newly-thatched I see ...
Blue morning-glories — Kobayashi Issa

A story is a story is a story. The only difference is in the techniques you bring to bear. There are always limitations on what you can and can't do. But I enjoy that. Just like when you write a sonnet or haiku, there are rules you have to abide by. And to me, playing within the rules is the fun part. It keeps the brain fresh. — J. Michael Straczynski

Death stoops over me.
I'm a problem in chess. He
has the solution. — Tomas Transtromer

For the greater good":
the phrase that always precedes
the greatest evil. — Jakub Bozydar Wisniewski

Glittering tinsel,
lights, glass balls, and candy canes
dangle from pine trees. — Richelle E. Goodrich

He utilizes
form for a striking lecture;
young poets shiver
inexperience,
but thaw over their own work,
fertilize magic. — Kristen Henderson

The haiku lets meaning float; the aphorism pins it down. — Mason Cooley

Letmeoutletme
outletmeoutletmeout.
Wait--let me back in!
...
Letmeinletme
inletmeinletmein.
Wait--let me back out! — Lee Wardlaw

Artemis grit her teeth. "I need a favor. I have some hunting to do, alone. I need you to take my companions to Camp Half-Blood."
"Sure Sis!" then he raised his hands in a "stop everything" gesture. "I feel a haiku comIng on."
The Hunters all groaned. Apparently they'd met Apollo before.
He cleared his throat and held up one hand dramatically.
"Green grass breaks through snow.
Artemis pleads for my help.
I am so awesome. — Rick Riordan

Determined, I rise
and face the dawn with resolve.
This time I will win. — Richelle E. Goodrich

Beth from accounting
is just sitting in her car
eating spaghetti. — Ryan Mecum

The author of haiku should be absent, and only the haiku present. — Anne Bancroft

The good things aren't a movie. There isn't enough to make a reel. The good things are a poem, barely longer than a haiku. There — Cheryl Strayed

O snail
Climb Mount Fuji
But slowly, slowly! — Kobayashi Issa

Ceaseless.
Almost too much for this small frame.
You make me part of the sky. — Andrea Portes

The behavior of the pigeon
is beyond reproach,
but the mountain cuckoo? — Yosa Buson

I stumble and fall.
I weep and struggle to rise.
My mom feels it all. — Richelle E. Goodrich

Wait
let me back in!
Wait
let me back out! — Lee Wardlaw

Don't touch my plumtree!
Said my friend and saying so...
Broke the branch for me — Basho Matsuo

Mom Memorial Haiku [1]
I feel my mom so
much alive in me that there's
not even room for me. — Beryl Dov

She is she alone,
and never needs help from me
to be all she is. — Tyler Knott Gregson

If it weren't for dreams," he said. "I wouldn't know half the things I know about the future. They're better than Olympus tabloids." He cleared his throat then held up his hands dramatically:
"Dreams like a podcast,
Downloading truth in my ears.
They tell me cool stuff"
"Apollo?" I guessed, because I figured nobody else could make a haiku that bad.
He put his finger to his lips, "[Shh] I'm incognito. Call me Fred. — Rick Riordan

Love taught me to die with dignity that I might come forth anew in splendor. Born once of flesh, then again of fire, I was reborn a third time to the sound of my name humming haikus in heaven's mouth. — Aberjhani

Amore is love
confessed to you in haiku.
Do you love me too? — Richelle E. Goodrich

Dreams like a podcast,
Downloading truth in my ears.
They tell me cool stuff."
"Apollo?" I guess, because I figured nobody else could make a haiku that bad.
He put his finger to his lips. "I'm incognito. Call me Fred."
"A god named Fred? — Rick Riordan

Perfection cannot be achieved by men," he told me. "Our highest calling is the pursuit of perfection. My haiku will be finished when I die, but it will never be perfect. — Andrew Vachss

on this mountain
sorrow...tell me about it
digger of wild yams — Basho Matsuo

We had a threesome
You, me and my depression
Depression fucks hard — Benedict Smith

I guess haiku is an inspiration for me. Everyday, simple moments. — Misha Collins

People don't get me
it's more rule than exception
God bless exceptions — Beth Myrle Rice

Oh, don't be afraid of dreams," a voice said right next to me. I looked over. Somehow, I wasn't surprised to find the homeless guy from the rail yard sitting in the shotgun seat. His jeans were so worn out they were almost white. His coat was ripped, with stuffing coming out. He looked kind of like a teddy bear that had been run over by a truck. "If it weren't for dreams," he said, "I wouldn't know half the things I know about the future. They're better than Olympus tabloids." He cleared his throat, then held up his hands dramatically: "Dreams like a podcast, Downloading truth in my ears. They tell me cool stuff." "Apollo?" I guessed, because I figured nobody else could make a haiku that bad. He put his finger to his lips. "I'm incognito. Call me Fred." "A god named Fred?" "Eh, well ... Zeus insists on certain rules. Hands off, when there's a human quest. Even when something really major is wrong. But nobody messes with my baby sister. Nobody." "Can — Rick Riordan

Sorry about the
squishy in your shoe. Must've
been something I ate. — Lee Wardlaw

One famous Japanese haiku illustrates the state that Sid managed to discover in himself. It is one that Joseph Goldstein has long used to describe the unique attentional posture of bare attention: The old pond. A frog jumps in. Plop!2 Like so much else in Japanese art, the poem expresses the Buddhist emphasis on naked attention to the often overlooked details of everyday life. Yet, there is another level at which the poem may be read. Just as in the parable of the raft, the waters of the pond can represent the mind and the emotions. The frog jumping in becomes a thought or feeling arising in the mind or body, while "Plop!" represents the reverberations of that thought or feeling, unelaborated by the forces of reactivity. The entire poem comes to evoke the state of bare attention in its utter simplicity. — Mark Epstein

Soldiers falling fast
Battle of white and scarlet
Blossoms on the ground — David Kudler

Haiku is not a shriek, a howl, a sigh, or a yawn; rather, it is the deep breath of life. — Santoka Taneda

Summer grasses,
All that remains
Of soldiers' dreams — Matsuo Basho

Your tummy, soft as
warm dough. I knead and knead, then
bake it with a nap. — Lee Wardlaw

Just keep waking up,
dragging yourself out of bed.
It will get better. — Tyler Knott Gregson

Such a little child
To send to be a priestling ...
Icy poverty — Shiki

If this were real life,
Ed would have looked at her neck-
bite, dead, burp, credits. — Ryan Mecum

The moon is my fear.
The sun is my heart afire.
The stars, my love songs. — Richelle E. Goodrich

A weeping grey sky
descends on my umbrella-
Bright daffodils dance. — A.K. White

Anyone can talk,
but to listen is a gift,
we should all exchange — J. Benson

He cleared his throat and held up one hand dramatically.
"Green grass breaks through snow.
Artemis pleads for my help.
I am so cool."
He grinned at us, waiting for applause.
"That last line was four syllables." Artemis said.
Apollo frowned. "Was it?"
"Yes. What about I am so bigheaded?"
"No, no, that's six syllable, hhhm." He started muttering to himself.
Zoe Nightshade turned to us. "Lord Apollo has been going through this haiku phase ever since he visited Japan. Tis not as bad as the time he visited Limerick. If I'd had to hear one more poem that started with, There once was a godess from Sparta-"
"I've got it!" Apollo announced. "I am so awesome. That's five syllables!" He bowed, looking very pleased with himself. — Rick Riordan

Come come! Come Out!
From bogs old frogs command the dark
and look...the stars — Kikaku

A whiff of fresh mint
that tastes like strawberry pie.
Your kisses tempt me. — Richelle E. Goodrich

Meaning lies as much in the mind of the reader as in the Haiku. — Douglas Hofstadter

Reading haiku is like viewing a photograph or a painting. A haiku is a moment of time, isolated, and held up for viewing. — Harley King

Until today, it really pissed me off that I'd become this totally centered Zen Master and nobody had noticed. Still, I'm doing the little FAX thing. I write little HAIKU things and FAX them around to everyone. When I pass people in the hall at work, I get totally ZEN right in everyone's hostile little FACE. — Chuck Palahniuk

You are so lucky
that I cannot remember
how to use doorknobs. — Ryan Mecum

Used to be goddy Now uptown feeling shoddy Bah, haiku don't rhyme — Rick Riordan

All Heaven and Earth
Flowered white obliterate...
Snow...unceasing snow — Basho Matsuo

NEW HAIKU
One breathy vowel
mists the glass warming window
panes crystalled with snow
Robin Glasser — Robin Glasser

Moon woke me up
nine times
- still just 4 a.m. — Basho Matsuo

To me, photography is not just a visual art, but something closer to poetry - or at least to some poetry, such as the haiku. — Frank Horvat

I write for pages,
get lost in the mezzanine
hidden from stages. — Kristen Henderson

stronger than mountains.
a place where my heart
feels the safest-
underneath his shirt. — Sanober Khan

haiku moment: that moment of absolute intensity when the poet's grasp of his intuition is complete, so that the image lives its own life. Such — Kenneth Yasuda

A finger beckons.
My choice is to turn away.
It is a mistake. — Richelle E. Goodrich

Life without challenge
is life denied any chance
for one to achieve. — J. Benson

To sleep on our thoughts,
Is better than to lose sleep
over rash actions — J. Benson

When you are composing a verse, let there not be a hair's breadth separating your mind from what you write. Quickly say what is in your mind; never hesitate a moment. — Robert Hass

Haiku sounds like I'm Saying hi to someone named Ku. Hi, Ku. Hello. — Ellen DeGeneres

I exaggerate
There is a lie in my truth
Look! My soul is blue — A.A. Patawaran

Describe plum-blossoms?
Better than my verses ... white
Wordless Butterflies — Reikan

I tried to speak your poems
but I could not!
The weeping of the gods
fell upon my ears. — Shiki Masaoka