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Famous Haiku Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Haiku poems written by well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous haiku poems.

These examples illustrate what a famous haiku poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate). The poems may also contain the word 'haiku'.

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by Basho, Matsuo
In the twilight rain
these brilliant-hued hibiscus . . .
A lovely sunset...Read More
by Basho, Matsuo
From time to time
The clouds give rest
To the moon-beholders....Read More
by Kerouac, Jack
 The taste
 of rain
—Why kneel?...Read More
by Pinsky, Robert
 to Robert Hass and in memory of Elliot Gilbert

Slow dulcimer, gavotte and bow, in autumn,
Bashõ and his friends go out to view the moon;
In summer, gasoline rainbow in the...Read More
by Basho, Matsuo
 Following are several translations
of the 'Old Pond' poem, which may be
the most famous of all haiku:

Furuike ya 
kawazu tobikomu 
mizu no oto

 -- Basho

Literal Translation

Fu-ru (old) i-ke (pond) ya,...Read More
by Kerouac, Jack
 Birds singing
 in the dark
—Rainy dawn....Read More
by Kerouac, Jack
 The low yellow
 moon above the
Quiet lamplit house...Read More
by Xavier, Emanuel
 I want you to continue writing
because I will not always be around

With lips that will never touch mine
read your poems out loud
so that the words are left engraved 
on...Read More
by Tebb, Barry
 At ten she came to me, three years ago,

There was ‘something between us’ even then;

Watching her write like Eliot every day,

Turn prose into haiku in ten minutes flat,

Write a...Read More
by Basho, Matsuo
An old silent pond...
A frog jumps into the pond,
splash! Silence again. ...Read More
by Collins, Billy
 Today I pass the time reading
a favorite haiku,
saying the few words over and over.

It feels like eating
the same small, perfect grape
again and again.

I walk through the house reciting it
and...Read More
by Brautigan, Richard
 a novel by Richard Brautigan



The cover for Trout Fishing in America is a photograph taken

late in the afternoon, a photograph of the...Read More
by Ginsberg, Allen
 Drinking my tea
Without sugar-
 No difference.

The sparrow shits
 upside down
--ah! my brain & eggs

Mayan head in a
Pacific driftwood bole
--Someday I'll live in N.Y.

Looking over my shoulder
my behind was covered
with...Read More
by Shiki, Masaoka
Toward those short trees
We saw a hawk descending
On a day in spring...Read More
by Soseki, Natsume
Over the wintry
forest, winds howl in rage
with no leaves to blow....Read More
by Hall, Donald
 In a week or ten days
the snow and ice
will melt from Cemetery Road.

I'm coming! Don't move!

Once again it is April.
Today is the day
we would have been married
twenty-six years.

I finished...Read More
by Basho, Matsuo
A hill without a name
Veiled in morning mist.

The beginning of autumn:
Sea and emerald paddy
Both the same green.

The winds of autumn
Blow: yet still green
The chestnut husks.

A flash of lightning:
Into the...Read More
by Issa, Kobayashi
 That wren--
looking here, looking there.
You lose something?...Read More
by Basho, Matsuo
In the cicada's cry
No sign can foretell
How soon it must die. ...Read More
by Buson, Yosa
 Below are eleven Buson haiku
beginning with the phrase
'The short night--'

The short night--
on the hairy caterpillar
beads of dew.

The short night--
washing in the river.

The short night--
bubbles of crab froth
among the river...Read More
by Green, Adrian
 New moon on the lake.
Your voice and the nightingale 
serenade springtime. 
Full moon on the lake. 
Your voice and the waterbirds 
celebrate summer. 
Old moon on the lake. 
Owls...Read More
by Eluard, Paul
 The wind 
Rolls a cigarette of air 

The mute girl talks: 
It is art's imperfection. 
This impenetrable speech. 

The motor car is truly launched: 
Four martyrs' heads 
Roll...Read More
by Brautigan, Richard
 A piece of green pepper
off the wooden salad bowl:
so what?...Read More
by Tebb, Barry
 It is time after thirty years

We had our Poetry Renaissance

Rise, Children of Albion, rise!

It is time after nightmares of sleep

When we walked the streets of inner cities

Our poems among...Read More
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