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A page to compose haiku in homage to go begun by Scartol.
(For those who don't know, A haiku is a poem in five - seven - five.)
To be technical, haiku is about nature. This is senryu.
Awe at this beauty. Thank you, Scartol, for the start. What clever poems!
It's two languages; "sen-ry-u" could be "sen-ryu" -- or "se-n-ryu-u".
Even "ha-i-ku"! So, much like "poem", we can play with our syllables.
A high kyu player, Hesitant to comment on Games, writes poetry.
Were I a stronger Player, I would play instead Of entertaining.
New players: take care When first playing Go online - IGS addicts.
Anti-haiku about Go Mirror the subtle Intricacies of the game.
Our words show our love Love for go breeds devotion Devotion breeds skill
Winter frost outside Frozen fingers click the mouse Playing Go on-line
Japanese syllables are shorter than Engish syllables, and carry less information. So the 5-7-5 form in English is not as terse as in Japanese. For Haiku in English, I think 3-4-3 is better.
Atari! Before dying, Kikashi.
-- Bill Spight
So I mixed languages. So sue me. (Japanese-Jewish restaurant: Sosumi.)
suji sleeps on dry goban--now the dragon wakes and looks for a meal
a lesson in life exposes images of death in black and white
attacker becomes involved in capture, ends up victim of trap sprung
arrangement of stones evolve in patterns that please the eye and the mind
the framework is set the blueprints detailed with care the earthquake destroys
bite off too much and your belly will explode leaving guts exposed, naked
truth seeks a balance fifty-one percent is all you need to conquer
Need to do laundry I really should walk my dog Oh, just one more game...
(A game, briefly)
Fuseki chuban moyo invasion yose filling in dame
(Something all beginners are familiar with)
Damezumari The agony of being One liberty short
(I like Bill Spight's thought, though. Much more of a challenge that way. Let's try: )
Have sente? Make the big play: Tenuki.
1. My foe placed a stone, He is attacking that group. Outcome is futile.
2. I've read that move wrong. Preparation for the left (side of board). Can I defend it?
3. He controls this game, We have both read to the end. I must now resign.
4. Go is very fun. Was made in early China. You should try it soon.
5. Beautiful Go Stones Are shimmering black and white, Contains heart and mind.
Sometimes you can win. Mostly you just get beat up. That's what go is like.
Nine stones on the board. My opponent is a pro. Might as well resign.
All beginners think Go is about taking stones This is why they lose.
Who needs slate and shell?
Plywood and some bits of glass
Work just fine for me.
It's a perfect match.
And a SL double meta-haiku:
Don't use fixed-width fonts
When you typeset poetry.
It just looks like crap.
Triple percent signs
Work just like the BR tag:
"Start a new line here."
And some more:
Countless small, dead groups
Rise and call out this warning:
"Don't play go when drunk"
Players of go seem to be
Few and far between
Go is for dreamers
Chess is for the earth-bound types
Which, pray tell, are you?
'Tis far better to
Dip your fingers in coffee
Than to drink the stones
(shamelessly stolen from Humour Almost Proverbs)
Up all night banging
My head on Hatsuyoron.
At last the dawn comes.
In a running fight
I need to take territory
But do I have time?
Proves go theorems
An homage to my second over-the-board game:
Even with nine stones
I still lost by just over
One hundred moku
Playing dartboard go
Ain't no thickness in stones here
Just thickness of skull
Seeking enlightenment but
The light bulb's still off
"I'm not a number!"
Says I, but to KGS
Trying Bill Spight's style:
Weak spot there.
Will he see it?
Damn, he did.
Sandbagging is fun,
But lest you make enemies,
Do it on Yahoo.
A small mistake means
Very bad consequences.
But, such is the game.
Magnified and reflected.
Black and white mirrors.
"Too bad," says sensei
"Your corner stones were quite dead."
"Ten years," says the judge.
2003.03.05 - A Haiku
Each stone, all alone,
A goban unto itself.
There is but one game.
2003.03.19 - Another Haiku
With every move,
I see myself in the stones.
Each game, mirror go.
Tobi or nobi?
What did Shakespear know of go?
That is the question.
What is the best thing?
To balance on the knife edge
Between life and death.
Taken from the KGS User Data of tartrate:
Tartrate fans haiku:
Stones on the surface
above a vast, unseen sea.
Each move hides fathoms.
-- Mirulent (Reinhardt)
I could beat tartrate
with my eyes closed and hands tied
Just don't feel like it
-- Omoi (funny guy!)
acid rain in the springtime
what is the difference?
some zolpidem with
tartrate placed chamomile
flower sleep hour
-- jezork (smart!)
tartrate, bending space
beat Zend at 9 handicap
oh, why can't we watch?
Who is this tartrate?
We know not, yet this we do:
He is not Sai. Sigh!
Tartrate played seven games
Five resigns, two by twenty
Are we all drunk yet?
can be found in magazines
not captain's games ^^
Time measured by stones
Black and white walk fields of life
Death a sacrifice
Slate and shells on wood
Breath of human thoughts and minds
Puzzles without end
Strength and weakness
Learning and understanding
Metaphor in shape
Yet another loss...
Thirty-first kyu. Tonight I
Make my own fugu.
In the style is the original japanese Haiku with an introduction, a development and a conclusion clearly separated, here is my contribution (the story of my life) :
My girlfriend leaved me. My opponent'group is dead. This is a big win.
black and white curling
smoke and shadow over wood
subtle and profound
Black stones lie bleeding
through faults not of their making;
kaya in the fall.
I have reached a barrier,
Will I get stronger?
I am doomed it seems,
Never advancing in rank,
Always an 8 kyu
Internet games, lots,
But always I stay 8 kyu.
Nothing more for now.
Will reading books help?
I struggle forward.
I had a won game
When the bloody netlag came
Ruining my life down
Tension over right corner
Winner takes all
Why didn't i defend?
All is gone now
Any moron can
Write haiku. Just stop at the
The game begins
slate and shell and wood infinity projected into finite minds
quivering today quivering today, give up Eyes are quite hazy
long I have worked To end in a great defeat The man who was beat
Broken his heart lay Taken Slayed by the dragon In a single move
His passion is gone His only ever passion Never again play
My group has one eye! Weeping with great sorrow I see it is doomed
My gigantic group Is fifty stones large or more Yet has but one eye
Snarling with my rage I play an ancient tesuji, It's called "Nuclear"
I laugh loud with glee As I see my opponent Hit square on the chin
Be warned: let me win Or in my rage, you also Shall see the board fly
Approach too quickly My enemy alerted We fight now for blood
Inability to Count territory Or syllables
lost three times last night
but shimmering Yunzi stones
a delight to play
Game is over My cold tea has A bitter taste
Waya eats mango, his opponent played dango; dangerous tango. I said to Sango: Thus play not with that dan go, play with that mango.
pachi* *clack* *pachi* stones they put, some took, stern look, - definitely baduk!
overconcentrate a crane steps past the window sensei yells: focus!!
and now, a 1-3-1:
Go win by one point
One odd encounter.
Yet I dare not banter of.
As I go to be.
Learn it and lose
Two stones strength
does not play with
One more year
They meet again
On the board
To write and read
Open for all
Don't fear ko
When you lose it
Such big group --
Cannot be killed%%% Mine was, though.
Fear of my eyeless
I become such a lifeless
Fight the KO%%%
Haikus are easy,
but some of them don't make sense.
I'm playing online Twenty-Five minutes each - UGH He used all of them
(I play too fast sometimes) -- (nadoss)
No, don't split my group! Why did I play this pincer?! Back to DDK...
Dead group on the board -- A murder, its eyes gouged out. I was the killer.
To work out komi, I played White against Ke Jie -- 500 is best.
"The Correspondence Caverns of OGS"
Exciting, unknown! The Correspondence Caverns, where the 9 dans are.
AlphaGo Review: Michael and Chris drinking port, Choco tangled up.
"Late Night OGS"
Spectating online, at 2AM I close my eyes. *OGS stone sounds*
Added a 3-4-3 form going off Bill's idea:
My moyo: stark and lifeless. It's perfect.
Like a joseki, haiku has been standardised. But sometimes you should break the rules.
Black to White White to Black Across the board the Stones go Clack. hesq.
- Some Senryu about Go
- a page on Kiseido