Most of the streets in West University Place, like this one near the Rectory, are named after colleges and universities. Needless to say, I love this intersection.
So let’s write haiku about institutions of higher education that have formed us — from the ACC to the Ivy League, and even the School of Hard Knocks, which confers honorary degrees on most of humanity a little too prolifically.
Although real haiku can be flexible about some things, let’s stick with the Willard rules of one stanza only, consisting of five syllables in the first line, seven syllables in the second line, and five syllables in the third line. Here’s mine:
I’m proud to be a
Demon Deacon in the land
of “Hook ’em Horns.” Ouch!
Share yours in the comments. Heck, you don’t even have to use your real name, just your imagination!
Tumbleweed Almanac 
People always ask:
What does “Hoya Saxa” mean?
It’s Greek for “What rocks.”
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U of H “Go Coogs!”
Did not travel far for school.
Great Education!
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In time, with much grit,
deep in the heart of Texas,
a Cougar decides.
(“En tempore” is UH’s motto. I was living it when I changed my major four times! )
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On Wisconsin! Proud
Badger sings Varsity to
Little badgers now.
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Old Huskie I am
Great religion professors
I worked as cashier
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Someone from church sent me this one:
Canada’s Harvard?
Ever think Harvard is just
‘Merica’s McGill?
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Have to wonder why
In this college neighborhood
Wesleyan’s misspelled!
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Here’s another haiku by a Rice alumnus:
Fair-eyed lithe rugger,
Palaeographic vellum
Homer, Plato—Owls.
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Birmingham-Southern –
Lovely, challenging, special,
Foundation for life.
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