ripples split the pickerel weed--
     an empty canoe
          drifts to shore

—Richard Jordan
        

About the author: Richard Jordan is an Associate Professor of Mathematics & Statistics at Mount Holyoke College in South Hadley, MA. He also enjoys reading and writing poetry. His poems have been published and/or are forthcoming in The Atlanta Review, Tar River Poetry, Cranky, The Pacific Review and elsewhere.

Responses to the haiku for 16 May 2008 by Richard Jordan

  1.  
    Penelope
    2008-05-16 06:27:04
     

    ...an empty canoe drifts to shore
    the level of the creek was falling
    more and more
    muddy shingle appeared
    over-head an osprey
    slowly disappears


    Richard, your words evoke many, many images. Just super!

  2.  
    Celena
    2008-05-16 06:55:57
     

    Wow, a mathematician and a poet? You must be hard to come by...

    Its amazing how much emotion you can illicit in just a couple of words

  3.  
    Melissa Spurr
    2008-05-16 08:03:50
     

    This is fantastic, Richard. Vivid imagery. I enjoyed reading it.

    Melissa

  4.  
    Frances Ruth Harris (harrisfr at yahoo dot com)
    2008-05-17 06:54:43
     

    This is where my mind goes when it seeks freedom!

    Thank you!

  5.  
    Richard Jordan (rjordan at mtholyoke dot edu)
    2008-05-18 15:06:28
     

    Penelope, Celena, Melissa and Frances,

    Thank you for reading and commenting on my poem. I am very pleased you like it.

    --Rich

  6.  
    Bill Kenney
    2008-05-19 06:28:57
     

    The contrast in sound between the first line and the rest is very effective.

  7.  
    b. m. richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2008-05-21 19:45:15
     

    interesting read, richard; however, i felt the urge to tinker with it.

    -

    an empty canoe
    drifts to shore...
    ripples split the pickerel weed

    -

    this chilly spring night
    so full & yellow the moon--
    it's blue

  8.  
    Reason A. Poteet
    2008-05-26 18:28:43
     

    Richard, Your ku was great. You can't help the delay. I couldn't resist playing with it either.

    stinky ripples rise
    weeds hide the bloated pike
    even my launch croaks

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