One thing I plan to do even more of here at f/k/a, is bringing you haiku by our Honored Guest poets that are not otherwise available online — poetry being published in “hard copy” journals, books and anthologies but not in cyberspace, as well as off-line contest winners. Therefore, I want to urge our guest-poet family to continue to send me their off-line work, so we can make it available to a broader audience by posting it at f/k/a.
For example, see what you’re been missing from haijin Tom Clausen by not subscribing to the bi-annual anthology of the Route 9 Haiku Group, Upstate Dim Sum. Here’s a dozen from Tom that appeared in the Fall 2007 issue of UDS.
flurries…
a truck piled high
with hay
too faint
for my son to see
a little used trail
sun come out…
the walk home
with my shadow
full of dirt
a dump truck waits
for her to cross
summer –
seeing more
of her
flower garden
where she buries
the goldfish
pleasant forecast –
my wife announces
her plan
urologist’s office –
a framed photograph
of the falls
the place emptied …
a spring breeze
blows through
in the dark
seeing my flashlight batteries
dying
a week before he died –
new glasses
for distance
late day sun –
at the edge of the party
everyone aglow
… by Tom Clausen, from Upstate Dim Sum (2007/II, Fall 2007 issue) 