The newest edition of Frogpond [XXIX:3, Fall 2006] arrived at my frontdoor today and it was a pleasure to find so many friends represented, and to see haiku, senryu, haibun, essays, and more, and more from old and new favorites.
The weather around here has had a bite to it lately, and I want to think of the frogpond a bit longer as a place where the breeze is still a friend — before it freezes over into a skating rink. So, enjoy the poems and the warm glow of our Honored Guests, from the Fall 2006 Frogpond, which was edited with love and skill by John Stevenson. (Click on this Honored Guest Archive link to find the personal archive page of each of our Guests)
birthday morning
the bog
lined with iris
. . . . . . . Pamela Miller Ness
pencil in hand
I watch my sister
photograph the sunset
twilight–
smoke curls
from the curing shed
. . . . . . . Hilary Tann
last day of school —
she tells me there was nothing
more to learn
dandelions–
I give someone
easy directions
. . . . . . . Tom Clausen
day’s end
thumbs stretching
the overall straps
flower arranging
we gather
around the table
. . . . . . . w.f. owen
day off–
the dog works the bald spot
in the rug
. . . . . . . . . . . Roberta Beary
poolside
the teenagers lounge
near the deepend
. . . . . . . . . . . Tom Painting
fertile ground
the gardener
takes no credit
pencil box
the silkworm
cool to my touch
. . . . . . . . . . . Yu Chang
on a glad morning i am glad spring sun
rickety billboard
the ghost of a name
through the whitewash
. . . . . . . . . . . Jim Kacian
night on the town–
how beautiful the girl
my wife finds fault with
. . . . . . . . . . . Lee Gurga
bare patch in the garden–
again my daughter doesn’t
answer her phone
. . . . . . . . . . . Carolyn Hall
And, here are some older poems, from the Essay, “A Haiku Eye on Camden,” by Ruth Yarrow (the keynote address at the 1st Annual Nick Virgilio Haiku Conference):
evening walk
after office politics
lilac scent
. . . . . . . . . . . Randy M. Brooks, Modern Haiku XXXIV:3
freezing rain
tallying the strike vote
at the union hall
. . . . . . . . . . . Ed Markowski, Frogpond XXV:2
ultrasound picture
slowly passed from hand to hand —
beginning of spring
toll booth lit for Christmas–
from my hand to hers
warm change
. . . . . . . . . . . Michael Dylan Welch
“ultrasound picture” orig. pub’d Frogpond XXVI:3
“toll booth” – orig. pub’d The Haiku Anthology 1999
crowded mall
water magnifies a goldfish
in a plastic bag
. . . . . . . . . . . Peggy Willis Lyles , Frogpond XXVI:2
schoolgirls take turns
mimicking a stutter–
March wind
. . . . . . . . . . . Barry George, Frogpond XXV:2
streetwalker
with a black eye halo
around the moon
. . . . . . . . . . . George Swede, Frogpond VIII: 3
david,
just got off the horn with sal the schnozz. smart money says
st. louis tonight…smarter money says st. louis in six. the
schnozz says…”take it to the bank…sniff sniff…”
ed
pay day…
the bookie talks to me
like i’m his best pal
Comment by ed markowski — October 24, 2006 @ 6:10 pm
Hey, Ed, Is that really you? I just went to the website How Many of Me?, and it told me that “There are 8 people in the U.S. named Edward Markowski.”
I wonder which one of you placed that bet. You go with Heart Money rather than Smart Money, right?
Comment by David Giacalone — October 24, 2006 @ 8:30 pm