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January 3, 2005

resolved: you shall read jim kacian’s haiku primer

Filed under: pre-06-2006 — David Giacalone @ 11:55 pm


The tenth installment of Jim Kacian’s Haiku Primer

is now available, hereLast month Jim discussed haiku’s Related Forms; 

this month he explores the Performance of haiku.  This chapter is brief,

giving you a chance for review and for finally starting to write haiku.  

                  • To read all installments to date, click here.

                  • For a layman’s primer, try dagosan’s intro to haiku


                           the last words of the poem with the ink run dry

Jim Kacian  from Walking the Same Path,

the HSA 2004 Members’ Anthology 


one-breath pundit 

tiny check Is this sweeps month?  RiskProf starts the new year with a bland headline

masking two sexy [um, gendery] insurance tales.


tiny check  Flesh & Spirit Weak:  If you come here often, you know how often

your Editor has promised himself and his public to do more poetry

and less punditry, to maintain health and sanity.  Well, to no one’s

surprise, this year’s Resolution never made it past Jan. 1st.  Check

out Crime & Federalism to see the poison fruit of my labors:

swimming underwater sounds good to me

Filed under: pre-06-2006 — David Giacalone @ 4:30 pm


snowy day
she paints the poppies
a deeper red


midday sun

the silence of swimming

under water



“snowy day” – the shiki haiku prize contest

“midday sun” –  from A Piece of Egg Shell (Magpie Haiku Press, 2004)




new year

same old

back                                       [Jan. 3, 2005]


one-breath pundit  

  • For some reason that escapes me, Evan Schaeffer — who is busy enough, it seems —   penny sm penny sm
    has taken it upon himself to dissect Judge Posner’s (purported) definition of “weblog” and

    suggest that he might try his hand at coming up with a better definition.  It makes for

    interesting lexicography (plus anthropology, with a hint of psychology).  We add our two cents+.

dagosan’s scrapbook — Jan. 2005

Filed under: pre-06-2006 — David Giacalone @ 3:09 pm

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– below are haiku and senryu written by “dagosan“, this weblog’s Editor, David A. Giacalone. most have been on the Home Page, some are outtakes and rewrites. each is a work in progress. i hope they show improvement over time and encourage others to try writing haiku –

 – click here for dagosan’s archive




’til the icicle lands —

pretty blue sky

                               [Jan. 31, 2005]










the hush of Sunday morning

under new snow —

tires spin and spin

                             [Jan. 30, 2005]



zero degrees —

windchimes play

for the scarecrow and me 

                                   [Jan. 29, 2005]









sunshine finds

a prism —

forgotten paperweight

                                       [Jan. 28, 2005]




                                                               [Jan. 27, 2005]


that little grunt

dad always makes —

putting on my socks





of suds

the shower turns cold

                                                                     [Jan. 25, 2005]



staring match out my window —

I blink first

the squirrel scampers






full-moon stroll

after the snowstorm —

she’s also lovely and cold

                                         [Jan. 24, 2005]


the Plow God builds

a mountain of snow —

can’t see the river today



licking the last smudge

of ice cream from the bowl —

snowplow scrapes the street 

                                             [Jan. 23, 2005]




the blizzard

starts as scheduled  —

saturday is cancelled




waiting out

the snowstorm —

full pantry





through the frosted window –

either dull gray

or bright white



[Jan. 22, 2005]




a pink mitten

at the curb —

rubbing one small red hand


                                           [Jan. 21, 2005]








holding her breath

’til the engine starts —

visible relief

                          [Jan. 20, 2005]











holiday leftovers —

searching the closet

for baggy clothes

                                 [Jan. 19, 2005]





zero degrees

looks just like thirty —

no strollers on the street

                                               [Jan. 18, 2005]





the detective

snaps her notebook shut —

blind witnesses






mlk, jr., day —

too cold

to march?

                                                    [Jan. 17, 2005]






the rookie cop rousts

an old hobo —

feeding plump pigeons

                                           [Jan.16, 2004] 









chain-reaction crash

on the sleet-slick bridge —

ice floes speed by

                              [Jan.15, 2004]





borrowed mystery —

a toilet-paper






snowbanks and 

snowmen dissolve —

all-day rain



 [Jan. 14, 2005]




wonton soup

wanton woman

no MSG

                                  [Jan. 13, 2005,

                                                  inspiration: B. Wooldrige]








squinting at the repair bill —

fifty dollars

not five hundred

                          [Jan. 13, 2005]





toddler flounders

on the icy sidewalk —

computer crash


                     [Jan. 11, 2005]





cold fingers


coffee mug


                     [Jan. 10, 2005]






sleep-in Sunday–


finds the newspaper



                               [Jan. 9, 2005]






frozen river —

snow hides

the elm’s reflection 



                       [Jan. 8, 2005]








enough snow to make



                     [Jan. 7, 2005]






he’s stripping

the bed sheets

she shovels the walk

                                    [Jan. 6, 2005]




Adirondack chair


with snow


                 [Jan. 6, 2005, 

                         inspired by Ann Althouse]





January 5th

neighborhood stroll

no one says “Happy New Year!”

                                                     [Jan. 5, 2005]






all night 

a productive cough —

he hits the snooze button



                                        [Jan. 4, 2005]


new year

same old


           [Jan. 3, 2005]






bus station hobo –

no ticket

no bed




January 1

laughing ’til it hurts –

the Marx Brothers visit




January 2

haven’t seen the sun

all year


                          [Jan. 2, 2005]





all the snow

melted —

New Year’s morning


                             [Jan. 1, 2005]




Issa and I —

new year’s eve

at home, alone


                                       [Dec. 31, 2004]  





only crumbs

on the Christmas platter —

in bed, alone

                     [dec. 30, 2004]



 – – click here for dagosan’s archive

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