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Category: Dog Haikus

Haiku for a Dog I Don’t Know, Japan Edition

Fushimi Inari-taisha, Kyoto

Three, wrapped in bags, rest —
while their family hikes through ten
thousand torii.

At the very top of the Fushimi Inari shrine, on Mount Inari.


Sannomiya, Kobe

The tiniest pups
for sale! Too bad they cost three
hundred-thousand yen.

That’s like $3,000. Dogs are criminally expensive in Japan.


Takeshita Dori, Harajuku, Tokyo

In Harajuku
everyone is so trendy,
even dogs wear shades.

They’re not regular dogs, they’re cool dogs.

Haiku for a Dog I Don’t Know, Peru Edition

Plaza San Francisco, Cusco

Will I get fleas from
petting you? I do not know––
but it is worth it.

Excellent #dogstalking in Cusco.

Excellent #dogstalking in Cusco.


La Esquina Cafe-Bakery, Ollantaytambo

New friend, café dog,
dines with and then escorts us
to the train station.

Her name was Violeta.

Her name was Violeta.


Citadel, Machu Picchu

Friendly pack of pups
welcome us to the Incas’
most famous city.

Photo by Janna Herman.

Photo by Janna Herman.

Haiku for a Dog I Don’t Know, Part 23

Elm Street + Tenney Street

Two humans talking
when the small dog sneezes. Man
stops to say: “Bless you.”

Haiku for a Dog I Don’t Know, Part 22

Lorimer Street + Powers Street

Giant retriever
crammed into smallest patch of
shade. It’s too damn hot.

Haiku for a Dog I Don’t Know, Part 21

The Brooklyn-Bound L Train

People care more for
pit bull than homeless owners:
“Does he need water?”

Haiku for a Dog I Don’t Know, Part 20

McCarren Park, by Lorimer Street

Your owner holds you,
her teeth clenching a cup, as
she flies on skateboard.

Haiku for a Dog I Don’t Know, Part 19

77th Street + 3rd Avenue

Glamorous poodle–
glancing over her shoulder–
fur blowing in breeze.

Happy summer, kids!

Shout out to all my students who found my blog this year. Happy summer, people! Enjoy! A special shoutout to the student who wrote her own dog haiku in my honor (you know who you are):

Student Dog Haiku

Pedro and Pepper / wagging tails and hanging tongues, / in early summer.

Thanks for a great year, kids! I promise to update frequently with lots of dog haikus for you to read over the next months.

Ms. Bartels

Haiku for a Dog I Don’t Know, Part 18

1796 Massachusetts Avenue

I, inside bagel
shop; you on the curb, looking…
Our eyes lock in love.



Interview with The Nobleman

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I was interviewed by The Nobleman! As the former Editor-in-Chief of the Nobles literary arts magazine, Calliopé, I was a little uneasy at first about talking with our rival publication, but it was actually a blast. Check it out.

Shout out to my interviewer, William Wang ’16, for asking such great questions. I even had to write a dog haiku on the spot.


Together hiking the Appalachian Trail from April to October, 2015!

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