Looking for Father’s Day Haiku (or senryu)? You’ll find a few below and more here.
putting on my socks –
that little grunt
dad always made
the weekend dad
drags a sled up the hill
This is the first Father’s Day since my dad died (see “papa g’s night train,” Jan. 16, 2008). Over the years, I’ve always felt a little sad for sons and daughters who couldn’t spend Father’s Day with their dads — especially, for my child “law guardian” clients with divorced or separated parents, or the ever-increasing numbers of my Baby Boomer friends, whose elderly dads were dying. Until now, my own worse feeling for myself at Father’s Day has been a little guilt those years I merely sent a card and phoned, rather than driving a few hours to see Papa G.
This year, Father’s Day brings me the bittersweet pangs of having no living father. A few tears will probably fill my eyes now and then on Sunday. Nevertheless, as he would have wanted, I’m going to try to stress how lucky I was to have Arthur P. Giacalone alive until he was almost 89 years old. [Click for my favorite picture with dad (and my brother, on the right), from his 75th birthday in 1994.]
[In mem., Arthur P. Giacalone, who always got us back to the top of the hill]
Papa G was a jitter-bugger. I’m going to let Louis Prima’s version of Night Train help “bring my daddy back to me.” Whether you are a child or a dad, may you have a Father’s Day that is more sweet than bitter.
funeral dirge –
we bury the one
who could carry a tune
……………………….. dagosan – pending – Frogpond (Spring 2008)
day of the obit
inside his wallet
me at eleven
…………… by Roberta Beary – Moonset 4:1 (2008)
afterwords (June 15, 2008): See Nicholas Dawidoff’s op/ed piece “The Man Who Wasn’t There” (New York Times, June 15, 2008)
Most of my friends who grew up happily with their dads think of Father’s Day as a contrived holiday. It’s the people with paternal shadows for whom the third Sunday in June takes hold. So it’s not surprising, I guess, that those who are missing out on culturally signified occasions — the loveless on Valentine’s Day; the lonely on Thanksgiving — are the ones who are most affected.
Nicholas Dawidoff is the author of “The Crowd Sounds Happy: A Story of Love, Madness and Baseball,” and edited “Baseball: A Literary Anthology” (2002). I hope he has discovered and enjoyed Baseball Haiku (2007), and our prior coverage — a great book for a father and son to share.
for an instant i’m ten
father’s still alive
……… by ed markowski
p.s. Head over to Morden Haiku for the original color photo of this illustrated haiku:
the year’s first potatoes
in his old hat
… by Matt Morden – Morden Haiku (June 14, 2008)