Haiku
One two three four five
He thinks he’s written a poem
Instead, it’s just words
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Geoff Hoff is co-author of the best selling satirical novel Weeping Willow: Welcome to River Bend
Tags: Humor, Poetry, Surreal Reality
April 25th, 2008 at 2:08 pm
Dear Geoff,
your haiku seems a commentary about both the difficulty of writing a good haiku as well as a writer’s possibly misplaced certainty of his own competence! I offer you in return my own haiku about haiku, entitled “Haiku Haiku”:
Five short syllables
Seven more for good measure
Then! a surprise
April 25th, 2008 at 2:23 pm
Vin,
I thought of mine as a satirical haiku about haiku writers who think proper format equals art. Yours is much more artful than mine, I must say. The surprise in the third line more in keeping with the tradition of good haiku and also wonderfully self-referential.
My father, a fairly accomplished poet, has also written many haiku, some about the writing of haiku. Perhaps we have all created a sub-genre! I’ll ask him permission to post one or more of his efforts here and we can all admire each other’s wit and sophistication, which is what the Intenet is for, after all.
Geoff
April 25th, 2008 at 2:50 pm
Haiku, haiku, It’s
off to work I… goo. Damn! This
happens every time.
April 27th, 2008 at 10:54 am
I’ve gotten permission from my father, poet Rowell S. Hoff
, to post his poetry, so here is one of his haiku about haiku. (There may be more, and I’ll do some digging to find them.)
My mind will just fit
in seventeen syllables.
It’s haiku for me!
There is another, which isn’t quite haiku, he reminds me, as each line is one syllable short. (Part of the point? I will assume so and give the benefit of any doubt to the subtlety of the poet’s mind.)
Haiku don’t rime.
This is a haiku crime,
not worth a dime.