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June 19, 2005

a haiku father’s day

Filed under: pre-06-2006 — David Giacalone @ 12:55 am

father’s day
teeth missing
from the pocket comb

piano practice
in the room above me
my father shouting

Roberta Beary
 – “father’s day” — The Heron’s Nest (Vol. VII, June 2005); “piano practice” — New Resonance 2; Woodnotes 31

two lines in the water . . .
not a word between
father and son

his vomit wiped up
my bowl of wheaties
soggy now

…. by Randy Brooks from School’s Out (Press Here, 1999)

prayers over
dad’s casket descends
through a maze of severed roots

“red hots!”
for an instant i’m ten
father’s still alive

……… by ed markowski infielderF

Father’s Day
she tells me
I’m not the father

Christmas Day
the exchange
of custody

… by John Stevenson– “Christmas Day” – Some of the Silence; “Father’s Day” – Quiet Enough

putting on my socks 
that little grunt
dad always made

almost sunset
the weekend dad
drags a sled up the hill

………….… by dagosan
“putting on my socks” – Frogpond (XXVIII: 2, 2005); inside the mirror: The Red Moon Anthology 2005
“almost sunset” – Frogpond XXIX: 2 (2006)

old passport
the tug
of my father’s smile

………….. by Yu ChangUpstate Dim Sum (2001/II); The Loose Thread: RMA 2001

sick in bed –
my son pelts the window
with snowballs


spring sun-
high in his arms
the newborn is shown

… byTom Clausen, – Homework (Snapshot Press 2000)

first breath
after the cesarean
my son’s birth

opening day
in separate bleacher’s
the boy’s parents

………. by w.f. owen – Haiku Notebook (2007)



tiny check No time for punditry or gossip today — gotta drive to Rochester

to see my Dad. He’s 86, and might not be going strong, but he’s still ticking.

glimpses of fatherhood

Filed under: pre-06-2006 — David Giacalone @ 12:32 am

evening star…
she sleeps with the lion’s tail
in her little hand





sick in bed –
my son pelts the window
with snowballs



breeding pairs
at the zoo-
with strollers






spring sun-
     high in his arms
     the newborn is shown







bowed to the ground
the golden rods
too tall of themselves –
         I couldn’t tell her why
         the sky is blue



Tom Clausen, mostly from Homework (Snapshot Press 2000)


                    —  sorry no new haiku from dagosan, who has been napping all day —


black envelope  The mailman brings the most trivial mail on Saturday. Today,

two enterprises sought my money for the first time — Playboy and

Libertarian National Committee.  Although they both have a few interesting

ideas, I won’t be subscribing to either.


tiny check  Like Daniel Solove, I’m glad that the FTC has decided to use its power

to stop “unfair practices” in the fight to keep consumer financial information received

by retailers secure.   An act or practice is unfair if it “causes or is likely to cause

substantial injury to consumers which is not reasonably avoidable by consumers

themselves and notoutweighed by countervailing benefits to consumers or to competition.” 

15 U.S.C.

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