EN340 / IN350 Global Haiku Tradition
Dr. Randy Brooks
Spring 2003
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Selected Haiku

Courtney Ruffner

Author's Preface

Throughout this semester, I learned a lot about haiku and discovered what it means to me. Haiku has become an outlet for me to express my emotions about things taking place in my life. After reading over my collection from the entire semester, I found that nature plays a very large role in my haiku writing. Coming from an extremely small town of only 400 people, I tend to write a lot about small town and country life. I chose the following haiku to be included in my collection because I feel people who have led similar lives to mine will be able to interpret them and understand exactly where the haiku come from. I have also included haiku that I hope everyone can relate to, even if they don't live a country life. I treid to vary my haiku and hope this enables more readers to fully enjoy and connect to at least one of my haiku. Enjoy!

Reader's Introduction

Throughout my reading of Courtney's haiku, I was constantly reminded of things that have happened to me. Several of her haiku made me think of my family. The haiku about a lost tooth reminded me of my nephew when he lost his first tooth and the haiku about children playing laser tag and running in the rain brought fond memories of my childhood. I noticed her haiku deal with nature which is normally something I cannot relate to because I am from the Chicago area.

I was drawn into the country with her haiku and could put myself in each situation as if I was actually living it. There were several haiku that I could not relate to but that were so vivid, I could imagine myself being there. I especially like the haiku about the station wagon in a hailstorm. I was instantly reminded of a camping trip my family took to Ohio. It stormed and hailed so we ended up sleeping in the car instead of our tents. Her haiku captured that moment brilliantly even though it was obviously not talking about my experience but most likely something that happened to her. I like the haiku that draw me in like this and Courtney does an excellent job with that. I hope that as you read her haiku collection, you can say that you can relate to them just as I have.

—Sarah Ritter

lost tooth
crsip dollar bill
under her pillow

on my face
angel kisses

puppy dog eyes
    stare back at me . . .
         and my wet leg



mountain hike
     the dog chases
                          a butterfly

tiny creek
widened by rain
mud masked body



spring afternoon
lawnmowever e c h o e s
through the woods

mushroom hunting
the dog eats
our prey



just me and my dad
walk in the woods
like old times

through the blinding snow
it stares down
cold moon



hail stones pelt the windows
family station wagon . . .
we wait silently

he comes to me
each night

     in my dreams



©2003 Randy Brooks, Millikin University, Decatur, Illinois || all rights reserved for original authors