a haiku father’s day
father’s day
teeth missing
from the pocket comb
piano practice
in the room above me
my father shouting
“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 upmy bowl of wheatiessoggy now
prayers overdad’s casket descendsthrough a maze of severed roots
“red hots!”Â
for an instant i’m ten
and
father’s still alive
……… by ed markowski
Father’s Day
she tells me
I’m not the father
Christmas Daythe exchangeof custody
putting on my socks –that little gruntdad always made
almost sunset
the weekend dad
drags a sled up the hill
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 Chang - Upstate Dim Sum (2001/II); The Loose Thread: RMA 2001
 potluck
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.

No time for punditry or gossip today — gotta drive to Rochester
The mailman brings the most trivial mail on Saturday. Today,