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

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Selected Haiku

Stevan Doll

Most of the haiku in this collection were just spur of the moment writings. It usually was an event that was going on in front of me. Many go along with memories of when I was younger.

Two in particular:

          December afternoon
          As the ash settles
          The view of what once stood

This one was written about a memory of when my families house burnt down in December of 1993 a week before Christmas. It is over, and things are all good now, but it’s something that I will never forget.

          the winding road
          a dark cliff

This haiku is based only a month before the previous one. Our car was hit by a bulldozer bucket that had fallen off of a flatbed truck and literally knocked us down a cliff. That was definitely a hard year for our family, but we are sane, well, most of us.
I enjoyed writing haiku about different people that I have met and friends that I have made. Some friends that I will never see again, or haven’t talked to since the day I moved into college.

          august day
          leaving home and
          a friend forever

That was the last time I saw one of my best friends. Enough sad stuff anyway. I wanted to name my collection something fun. I think that "I don’t get it..." pretty much sums me up. I never get anything!

Finally, I think when I write my haiku, I’m just plain weird, drunk, or just tired. I don’t know, does anyone really "get it...?" We’ll see, I hope you enjoy these.

—Steve Doll

autumn night
the shot in the night
the first of many

baseball bat
the boy
runs from the hive

on the stoop
people yelling
"you don’t know me"



by the lake
brothers lie
free of thought

holding it in
a deep breath


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