
This is a hard haiku constraint because DIVOT is both specific and awkward. It carries a strong golf association, so the challenge is either to absorb that field naturally or to redirect the word into some other logic without making the prompt-solving show. Lari’s “The STILE to the TRAIN / Is busted. I MIGHT PIVOT / Through big fence DIVOT” is a good example of handling that well: the constraint words are folded into one continuous movement problem, so DIVOT functions as terrain rather than as a stranded answer word. Across the set, the stronger poems give the target word a structural job — evidence, bruise, obstacle, mark, or perch-space — which is what keeps a tricky noun like this alive in haiku.