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Post by Mr. Cheddar on Oct 13, 2012 18:05:08 GMT -5
Consider our discussion of Western Haiku/Flowers of the Moment (Ko Un) and compose your own western haiku. No need to abide by 5/7/5. No need to identify season necessarily. Simply offer a brief meditation that examines a universal example of the human condition.
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Post by piannelli95 on Oct 19, 2012 7:31:13 GMT -5
As the sun falls down-- A freezing wish to hear the cicadas
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Post by chelseape121 on Oct 19, 2012 22:55:59 GMT -5
Charging on impact Spinning room a cloud like haze- One, Two, Three, Don't blink.
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Post by leighhe129 on Oct 20, 2012 10:19:19 GMT -5
Desks and chairs surround, Books spinning in my head. Blinded by the outside sun- Eyes on the horizon. Never wavering
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Post by allisonza129 on Oct 20, 2012 16:34:11 GMT -5
Rusing to the platform, People surrounding. Get there- Only to see that the train passed.
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Post by christinagu121 on Oct 20, 2012 16:40:53 GMT -5
Our hearts are racing: the field is a battleground until victory.
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Post by jltresnan on Oct 21, 2012 8:21:08 GMT -5
Golden reds and yellows with crisp air all around, the cicadas no longer come.
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Post by andrewal121 on Oct 21, 2012 12:22:49 GMT -5
The new year begins Keeping our eyes on the prize Not looking behind
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Post by kellyva121 on Oct 21, 2012 14:06:44 GMT -5
Fluorescent lights Break through the window: Sunshine rays.
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Post by brittanygo121 on Oct 21, 2012 15:50:18 GMT -5
The sun shines through The trees have a green glow A shadow appears in the grass
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Post by jennyam121 on Oct 21, 2012 16:48:30 GMT -5
The college essay - How do I explain myself In five hundred words?
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Post by jackmu121 on Oct 21, 2012 17:12:59 GMT -5
The rain loves to fall: Unknowing, impending doom; Let us learn the same
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Post by annasimon521 on Oct 21, 2012 18:14:27 GMT -5
The road is covered- with a sea of color leaves crunching under my boot
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Post by corinneba129 on Oct 21, 2012 18:16:33 GMT -5
Hidden - It is easy to become What you want to be.
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Post by colleenga129 on Oct 21, 2012 18:28:22 GMT -5
Late nights and weary eyes, Books and papers surrounding— Will I survive?
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