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The Global Haiku Project
From Apartment Therapy: When you contribute to the Global Haiku Project, you start by sharing your first name. Then, you write the first line of your own, brand-new haiku.
After that, you’re given the first line of someone else’s haiku and asked to write a second line.
Finally, you add the third line to another poem that two people have already begun.
If you leave your email address, you’ll be emailed when your first two poems are completed.
Browse the gallery of completed haiku for inspiration and to see what happens when three strangers in different moods write a poem together.
From Apartment Therapy: When you contribute to the Global Haiku Project, you start by sharing your first name. Then, you write the first line of your own, brand-new haiku.
After that, you’re given the first line of someone else’s haiku and asked to write a second line.
Finally, you add the third line to another poem that two people have already begun.
If you leave your email address, you’ll be emailed when your first two poems are completed.
Browse the gallery of completed haiku for inspiration and to see what happens when three strangers in different moods write a poem together.
Vegetarian
Not by choice but by default
Fucking meat hoarders
posted by ackptui at 11:28 AM on March 29, 2020 [2 favorites]
Not by choice but by default
Fucking meat hoarders
posted by ackptui at 11:28 AM on March 29, 2020 [2 favorites]
it didn't take long
for multisyllabic words
to depreciate
posted by mkdirusername at 11:36 AM on March 29, 2020
for multisyllabic words
to depreciate
posted by mkdirusername at 11:36 AM on March 29, 2020
Highly structured poetry time? Here's a villanelle.
Answering Machine
I lie alone without your body next to mine.
Your replayed voice clicks off but still I stay
and hope to catch an echo from the silent line.
Oh that our fingers could but intertwine.
No, you’re too far – two thousand miles away.
I lie alone without your body next to mine.
The sunset’s mountain dance, portent divine,
that grace will not reach you. Alone I pray
and hope to catch an echo from the silent line.
Like streets that fog made strange, my thoughts malign
leave me adrift, the truth itself astray.
I lie alone without your body next to mine.
On starless nights, gloom dank and doubt combine.
I quaver then and all my fears survey
and hope to catch an echo from the silent line
Words, words alone must then my love confine.
I trace your absent form in verses fey.
I lie alone without your body next to mine
and hope to catch an echo from the silent line.
posted by justsomebodythatyouusedtoknow at 12:08 PM on March 29, 2020 [5 favorites]
Answering Machine
I lie alone without your body next to mine.
Your replayed voice clicks off but still I stay
and hope to catch an echo from the silent line.
Oh that our fingers could but intertwine.
No, you’re too far – two thousand miles away.
I lie alone without your body next to mine.
The sunset’s mountain dance, portent divine,
that grace will not reach you. Alone I pray
and hope to catch an echo from the silent line.
Like streets that fog made strange, my thoughts malign
leave me adrift, the truth itself astray.
I lie alone without your body next to mine.
On starless nights, gloom dank and doubt combine.
I quaver then and all my fears survey
and hope to catch an echo from the silent line
Words, words alone must then my love confine.
I trace your absent form in verses fey.
I lie alone without your body next to mine
and hope to catch an echo from the silent line.
posted by justsomebodythatyouusedtoknow at 12:08 PM on March 29, 2020 [5 favorites]
Fun! It would be nice to be able to view the ones you participate in without having to provide an email addrees.
posted by aniola at 1:04 PM on March 29, 2020 [1 favorite]
posted by aniola at 1:04 PM on March 29, 2020 [1 favorite]
The 5-7-5 syllabic count we non-Japanese use in haiku makes no sense. But don't let this contrarian pedantry interfere with having fun making poetry!
posted by kozad at 1:35 PM on March 29, 2020 [3 favorites]
posted by kozad at 1:35 PM on March 29, 2020 [3 favorites]
My favorite so far from the gallery:
When things fall apart
I think about my mother
Also, Post Malone.
posted by Redstart at 2:30 PM on March 29, 2020 [2 favorites]
When things fall apart
I think about my mother
Also, Post Malone.
posted by Redstart at 2:30 PM on March 29, 2020 [2 favorites]
I love the people
Who share this small house with me
posted by Redstart at 8:49 PM on March 29, 2020 [1 favorite]
Who share this small house with me
posted by Redstart at 8:49 PM on March 29, 2020 [1 favorite]
To follow up from kozad's excellent link (and hoping all will forgive a self-link), I wrote about the 5-7-5 thing at my blog back in 2008: The Japanese ask us to knock it off. Nevertheless, have fun as you will.
posted by bryon at 9:40 PM on March 29, 2020 [3 favorites]
posted by bryon at 9:40 PM on March 29, 2020 [3 favorites]
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