Tonight I might just be putting the Curmudge into Christmas, and the grin into grinchosan. If it’s going to happen in 2007, I’ve got only a few hours to finally get into the Christmas Spirit. Not even making elfin frolics, nor creating all those holiday haiku and give-away new-year calendars has done it yet. Rather than struggle, I shall allow myself to wallow a bit more, and nurture the pre-visitation Scrooge inside every (thinking) person — you know, maybe only watch the first half of a couple Christmas Carol movies.
A Christmas Carol (1999) (Patrick Stewart)
Christmas lights
my eye is drawn
to the house with none………………………………………….. by Hilary Tann
Christmas eve-
the row of cut trees
no one took home
…….……………….. by Pamela Miller Ness
Scrooge (1970) (Albert Finney)
ready to assemble
another toy
hits the wall——————– grinchosan
To get in the Scrooge mood, see Verlyn Klinkenborg’s musing in her The City Life column, called “ ‘Tis the Season” (New York Times, Dec. 24, 2007). VK reminds us that “the old Scrooge is as much a part of [Christmas] as the new one.” And, then ponder along with Sarah Kershaw, in “Enough of the Hills and Woods, Can I Send Grandma an E-Card?” (New York Times, Dec. 24, 2007)
first doubts
santa sounds
like Uncle Al………………………. photo by Mama G. (larger haiga here)
no one here
to chop “gardunes” –
Christmas soup by Progresso
. . . dagosan
– check out Lio‘s self-help action vs. Santa.
victorian christmas
a trail of horse shit
down the main street……………….. matt morden – from Morden Haiku
A Christmas Carol (1984) (George C. Scott)
silent night, holy night
three
at the bar
……………….. by David G. Lanoue from the novel Haiku Guy
christmas evening
the goose she raised
all summer
christmas eve…
we yank two ton
from the # 4 mine
christmas…
there ain’t enough coal
to put in the stockings………………. by ed markowski
Scrooged (1998) (Dan Murray) 
Christmas pageant—
the one who had to get married
plays virgin Mary
another Christmas . . .
my parents visit
the son in prison
……………………….. by Lee Gurga from Fresh Scent (1998)
One thing for sure, if I don’t get my butt off this desk chair and get my brain offline, I’ll be mighty grumpy when Santa gets here tonight. Hope you’ve got lots of Christmas spirit and have a joyous Eve and Christmas Day, however and why-ever you celebrate it.
Of course, I also hope you’ll be just as questioning and thoughtful as Linus was in 1968, when you’re asked whether you had “a good Christmas?”
- Do you mean did I get a lot of presents? Or, do you mean did I give a lot of presents?
- Are you referring to the weather or the Christmas Dinner we had? Do you mean was my Christmas good in a spiritual sense?
- Do you mean was my Christmas good in that I saw new meaning in old things? Or do you mean . . . .
And, you better not just sigh, Charlie Brown.