Haiku Poetry Project

Omikuji

The Festival is scattering poems around the Center for the Arts – classic haiku and haiku “snowballs,” to be written by many people, interspersed with great poetry expressing gratitude to nature.

Presented by Vista 360, pARTners and Jackson Hole Writers
Ongoing, FREE

You are warmly invited to post a poem on this page, one of your own or one written by a favorite poet.  The theme is gratitude to nature.  Please be sure to include proper credit.

Here are a few to inspire you!

Haiku Crane

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We asked the captain what course of action he proposed to take toward a beast so large, so terrifying, and unpredictable. He hesitated to answer, and then said judiciously, “I think I shall praise it.”  

– Robert Haas

For All

I pledge allegiance
I pledge allegiance to the soil
of Turtle Island
and to the beings who thereon dwell
one ecosystem
in diversity
under the sun
With joyful interpenetration for all.

–  Gary Snyder

The Excesses of God

Is it not by his high superfluousness we know
 Our God?
For to equal a need
Is natural, animal, mineral: but to fling
Rainbows over the rain
And beauty above the moon, and secret rainbows
On the domes of deep sea-shells,
And make the necessary embrace of breeding
Beautiful also as fire,
Not even the weeds to multiply without blossom
Nor the birds without music:
There is the great humaneness at the heart of things,
The extravagant kindness, the fountain
Humanity can understand, and would flow likewise
If power and desire were perch-mates.

–  Robinson Jeffers

COMMUNITY HAIKU

Dawn is up early
Playful chirping in the air
Warmth of spring sunshine

–  Cindee George  (in the English tradition of three lines)

5 thoughts on “Haiku Poetry Project

  1. The moonlight shines down,
    casting shadows from dead leaves,
    hiding small footprints.

    She walks down lost paths,
    marked only by firefly’s light,
    shifting with each breeze.

    The surface is calm,
    waiting for the two that meet
    at every full moon.

    His straw hat bows low
    as he gently greets his love
    and takes her soft hands.

    Their quiet moment
    shattered by guards from her home
    seeking the princess.

    His feet flying fast
    silent shadows in the night
    his love begged him go.

    Guards find her sitting
    dipping fingers in the pond
    thinking about next month.

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