When we started the academic haiku feature last year, we never imagined the controversy, the alarm, the high drama of it all. Yes, we're familiar with what a haiku really is. No, we don't care. Academic haiku, at least here on RYS, are short-ish, somewhat enigmatic, focused on the academy, and usually a little silly or mean.
We've chosen some of the best and liveliest of the recent submissions, and present them below. Enjoy the flava, but don't miss earlier installments: Here, here, here, and here.
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Leaves crunch underfoot.
We've chosen some of the best and liveliest of the recent submissions, and present them below. Enjoy the flava, but don't miss earlier installments: Here, here, here, and here.
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Leaves crunch underfoot.Spanish moss sways in live oaks
Outside the window.
Still, we can not have
Lecture outdoors. Your whining
Face ruins my view.
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Like the autumn leaves
your criticism tumbles --
Thanks, schmuck. What a putz.
Icy cold, your words
RYS exists to vent
"Real deal" or not -- ass.
Pale green, translucent
Leaves, like words, emerge fragile
Spring calls us to crab.
Bright summer sun shines
A beacon, RYS is!
Screw you, critic-boy.
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precious snowflakes comesummer's serenity gone
freshman infestation
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In my office
The Monday before Thanksgiving –
Utter silence.
Stack of student papers
To grade over Thanksgiving.
Yeah, right. More wine?
I am thankful for
my students. No, really, I
need to pay the bills.
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I look around and wonder.
Let me consider.
Publish or perish!
Rake in that grant cash, bitches!
Teaching gets short shrift.
Students wander in
Dead-eyed, dead-headed, lost.
"Do we have to read?"
Fuck it. The blender calls --
"Margaritas all around!"
Don't forget the salt.
