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February 10, 2008

the published haiku of david giacalone (2005 – 2009)

Filed under: Haiga or Haibun,Haiku or Senryu — David Giacalone @ 5:32 pm

boy writing flip My haiku were first accepted for publication in haiku journals in early 2005. This page is for anyone interested in following my “progress” in this poetic genre. I’ve compiled each of the poems — over 100 haiku and senryu — which were selected by journal or anthology editors for publication from 2005 through 2009.  They are presented below, in chronological order of their publication. Hyperlinks are provided to all of the pieces available online.  You can share this posting using the short URL: http://tinyurl.com/Dagosan

Rather than clutter this page with my personal reaction to the process of reviewing my “published haiku oeuvre,” I’ve offered a few inanities and banalities in a simultaneous posting here. If you insist on seeing more of my work, check out the dagosan haikai archives, or go to my ongoing (but sporadic) weblogs dagosan’s haiku diary and simply senryu.

2005

alone —
hugging
warm laundry

new paperback —
the sun sets
without me

- from The Heron’s Nest (March 2005); “alone” & “new paperback

 

frozen river–
snow hides
the elm’s reflection

- Mainichi Daily News Haiku Column No. 669 (March 5, 2005)

 

to-read list
and summer corn
growing, growing

old dog and master
jostling
for the tiny spot of shade

 

storm alert
every kind of cloud
in one sky

 

blue sky
behind bare branches
year-end bonus

Legal Studies Forum XXIX:1 (2005; pages 275 – 276)


it’s pink! it’s purple!
sunset inspires
more bickering

Frogpond — the journal of the Haiku Society of America, (Vol. XXVIII: 2, 2005) – click to see a subsequent haiga incorporating this poem -

that little grunt
dad always made –
putting on my socks

- Frogpond (XXVIII: 2, 2005); repub. in inside the mirror: Red Moon Anthology 2005; used in a memorial haiga, here.

 

Adirondack chair
upholstered
with snow

 

Spring arrives –
peeps
melting on the dashboard


first scull of the year
my arms ache
just waving

 

cherry tomatoes
on toothpicks — a vapor trail
spears the midday moon

 

her chocolate breath
mingles with mine –
easter sunset

 

- – Simply Haiku (Vol. 3, No. 4, Winter 2005)


fallen blossoms –
soon
just another tree

 

mom’s arthritis
acting up again–
I take two Advil

 

squinting to see him –
another generation
sent to right field

 

roadrunnerAA - Roadrunner Haiku Journal (V:4, Nov. 2005; image: by Aurora Antonovic); “squinting to see him” – Tie, The Scorpion Prize for Best Haiku/Senryu of ISSUE V:4; repub. in Baseball Haiku (Ed. Cor van den Heuvel and Nanae Tamura; W.W. Norton Press 2007)

 

winding road –
under the influence
of a strawberry moon

………………. in The Heron’s Nest(VII: 4, Winter 2005)

2006

last week of the year
ice floes rush
to the waterfall

january thaw
motionless trees
tremble in the river

hazy winter moon
the face I met
when our skin was smooth

….. Roadrunner Haiku Journal Issue VI: 1 (Feb. 2006)

Indian Summer –
a squirrel tips over
the bag of rock salt

- The Heron’s Nest VIII:I, March 2006 thnLogoG

falling blossoms –
soon
just another tree

Adirondack chair
upholstered
with snow

frozen river –
snow hides
the elm’s reflection

Legal Studies Forum XXX (March 2006)

last day of winter –
ice smothers
the early buds

c’mon, equinox –
anxious to plant
impatiens

storm windows off:
the old man curses
the noisy neighbors

- Nisqually Delta Review (Winter-Spring, 2006; errata page)

farewell picnic –
wind blows the blossoms
off the dogwoods

waking
to dogwood blossoms –
the boys like pink today

april showers!
trudging back
to fetch a snow brush

almost april –
baked apple season
lingers

spring arrives –
new snow bleaches
old snowbanks

the smile that humbles
the cherry blossoms -
too far to see her

rain
on my bald spot –
recalling dry-scalp Aprils

coldest day this winter –
the early buds
miscarry

brushing off the snow -
warm enough today
for a park bench moment

Haiku Harvest (Spring & Summer 2006, Vol. 6 No. 1)

low gray sky –
an afghan warming
on the radiator

The Heron’s Nest (VIII: 2, 12 #5, June 2006)

sculpting cloud peaks
from shampoo suds –
crooked fingers

muddy bootprints
in the kitchen -
spring follows us home

U-Haul tires
spin on the ice –
windchimes packed in a box

wintry mix
a snow buddha
and a mud buddha

mid-March winds -
a too-warm coat
suddenly too thin

hardboiled eggs -
the first one
peels easily

- ………………… in Clouds Peak #1 (July 2006)

at the crosswalk -
leaves and a garbage can
hurry past

autumn equinox –
awakening to
summer’s last cricket

rattle, whir, hum –
three-fan
august night

Columbus Day rain—
first cozy evening
since spring

too cold for fireflies—
campfire sparks
float past the rocks

perched on
the sumo’s belly–
one large pumpkin

- – Nisqually Delta Review (summer/fall issue 2006)
“too cold for fireflies—” & “autumn equinox –” – Editor’s Choice Selections

almost sunset
the weekend dad
drags a sled up the hill

hard-to-peel
tangerine –
her citrus-scented fingers

…………………. in Frogpond XXIX: 2 (2006)

sudden downpour –
no one wins
the wet-t-shirt contest

…………… tinywords Aug. 12, 2006

the pond ices over -
impressionist to
cubist overnight

early March –
the weather vane goose
still heading south

winter gale –
the crows fly farther
than the crow flies

small sad face
in the puddle –
last weekend’s snowman

a warm yule . . .
the ice-fishing hole
mostly hole

…….. Simply Haiku (Autumn 2006, Vol. 4 no. 3); “small sad face” – repub. a procession of ripples anthology (p. 18)

morning shadows -
the gunslingers wait
for high noon

the view
from the sofa -
April madness

HaigaOnline Issue 7-2 (Autumn-Winter 2006)
Click to see the original photo-poem haiga combinations -
morning shadows” & “view from the sofa

her words sting –
the mosquitos take me
just as I am

- Frogpond, XXIX: 3 Fall 2006

Mother’s Day–
admiring lilacs
just past their peak

The Heron’s Nest (VIII: 4, December 2006) -

rubbernecking
the sunset geese –
our tailgater honks

- tinywords – December 12, 2006

2007

curtain time:
the stage crew as silent
as the props

snowmelt
sunset
comes too soon

the lawn crunches
Spring’s first bocce match
postponed

 

april storm –
borrowing the neighbor’s
rock salt

a foot of snow
a month too soon
candles for nightlights

his face frozen –
just like mama
always said

Simply Haiku Journal, Modern Haiga, Vol. 5 no. 1 (Spring 2007); photos by Arthur Giacalone; see the original photo-poem haiga by clicking on these links:
curtain time:” – “snow melt” – “the lawn crunches” -
april storm –” – “a foot of snow” – “his face frozen –”

alone at dusk
footsteps approach
from behind

- from World Haiku Association 44th Haiga Contest (April 2007)

squinting to see him
another generation
sent to right field

law office picnic
the ump consults
his Blackberry

BaseballHaikuCover – in Baseball Haiku (Cor van den Heuvel and Nanae Tamura, eds., W.W. Norton Press, April 2007) “squinting” – org. pub. Roadrunner Haiku Journal (V:4, Nov. 2005; tie Scorpion Prize)

lull in the parade
small hands reach
for the same balloon

- orig. version of poem in a haiga, 45th WHA Haiga Contest (May 2007)
- above haiga, with poem slightly revised (thanks AA), first at MagnaPoetsJF in b&w version (June 1, 2007)

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three feet of snow
the firehouse dog
follows the hose

early thaw
she serves the canard
a l’orange

drawn butter
and chardonnay –
he sets the trap

ladybug
in the spider’s web -
yesterday’s horoscope

catnap onshore –
a wake sinks
the dream flotilla

on the novice trail –
climbers wave
from the peak

….. in HaigaOnline Spring/Summer 2007 Vol. 8-1
- see the original photo-poem haiga by clicking on these links:
three feet of snow” – “early thaw” – “drawn butter” -
ladybug” – “catnap onshore –” – “on the novice trail --”

mommy, look!
an early moon floats
above the setting sun

…. The 49th. WHA Haiga Contest (10/2007) "mommy look" haiga - WHA

first the scent -
lilac bushes
’round the corner

blustery day
one tulip
keeps his head

blossoms on the breeze –
the tilt
of illegible gravestones

full morning moon –
the working girl’s
gauzy blouse

fireworks finale!
her eyes return
to the fireflies

– – Simply Haiku, Autumn 2007, vol 5 no 3 -

“full morning moon” – repub. in dust of summers: The Red Moon Anthology of English-Language Haiku 2007 (Red Moon Press, 2008)

first snowfall -
a city-full
of student drivers

………. in tinywords November 23, 2007

cloud-covered night–
no moon, no fireflies,
no goodnight kiss

. . . in “Lanterns: a firefly anthology” (Edited by Stanford M. Forrester, Bottle Rockets Press, 2007}

hazy harvest moon
the face I met
when our skin was smooth

…….. The Heron’s Nest (Vol. IX: 4, Dec. 2007)
[Note: This poem was re-written to commemorate the 60th Wedding Anniversary of Arthur & Connie Giacalone; the original version appeared in Roadrunner Haiku Journal Issue VI: 1 (Feb. 2006)]

2008

morning shadows—
the gunslingers wait
for high noon

alone at sunset
i pick a pair
of faded daylilies

summer solstice
the insomniac
waits for dawn

before
the morning rush—
the whiteness of last night’s snow

….. Legal Studies Forum (Vol. XXXII, No. 1. 2008)
“morning shadows” – orig. pub. in HaigaOnline Issue 7-2 (2006)

All Saint’s Day –
under the sheets
a ghost hides her stash

… The Heron’s Nest – March 2008 Vol. 10:1

a blue tongue
and a red mustache -
we trade snow cones

Frogpond (Winter 2008, Vol. 31:1; related haiga)

full morning moon –
the working girl’s
gauzy blouse

… selected for “dust of summer: The Red Moon Anthology of English-Language Haiku 2007″ (Red Moon Press, 2008); originally published in Simply Haiku 5:3

startled rabbit –
easter snow slips
from a telephone wire

funeral dirge –
we bury the one
who could carry a tune

….. Frogpond – Spring 2008 (Vol. 31: 2)
“funeral dirge” – selected for “white lies: Red Moon Anthology 2008

equinox
the insomniac
waits for dawn

bickering over
the headstone’s size
the last leaf falls

naked scarecrow
birds of prey
circle above

mourners
in sunglasses –
no one casts a shadow

movement
behind the tree
conversation stops

……. Simply Haiku (Modern Haiga Section, Vol. 6 no. 3, Fall 2008)
Poems: David Giacalone; Photos: Arthur Giacalone
“equinox” – click for orig. haiga
“bickering over” – orig. haiga
“naked scarecrow” – orig. haiga
“mourners” – orig. haiga
“movement” – orig. haiga

first warm day
i reach for her
gloveless hand

a broken heart carved
on the frozen pond —
fish bucket empty

windy day
more blossoms at the curb
than on the tree

harvest moon —
our windshield fogging
as we argue

summer solstice:*
no shade on either
side of the street

….. Simply Haiku (Haiku Section, vol. 6 no. 3, Fall 2008)

*See my weblog “Preserve Our Stockade Trees” for my crusade to save shade trees in my neighborhood.

Memorial Day
a man from Japan
steals second base

….. Frogpond (31:3, Fall 2008)

calamine sunset haiga - taken at the Washington Ave. entrance to Riverside Park, Schenectady NY Stockade

you and me
and a million mosquitoes
calamine sunset

……. haiga orig. pub. 60th WHA Haiga Contest (Oct. 2008); poem pub.  A Travel-Worn Satchel: The Haiku Society of America Members’ Anthology 2009 (Eds. Joseph Kirschner, Lidia Rozmus, and Charles Trumbull; Deep North Press, July 2009)

first date
a stroll
in a fog

…. orig. pub. 61st WHA Haiga Contest (Nov. 2008)

breakfast alone 
except for that cricket
behind the fridge

.. The Heron’s Nest (Vol. X, No. 4, December 2008)

golden 
anniversary
a new path home

. . HaigaOnline Issue 9-2 (Winter 2008)

2009

the bridge to
mom’s house -
dad speeds up

holiday table
the gravy boat stops
at the empty chair

first impressions
she pencils in
another date

waltzing cross
the esplanade
each step backwards

stuffed
into swing seats
twenty toes touch the clouds

. . . . Simply Haiku (Modern Haiga Section, Summer 2009, vol 7 no 2)

Click to see the original photo haiga: “the bridge to” ; “holiday table” ; “first impressions
waltzing across” ; “stuffed

Christmas Eve
cracking walnuts for his son
and his dad

The Heron’s Nest XI:1 (Spring 2009)

our long bathtub soak –
a ring around
the moon

Frogpond 32:1 (Winter 2009)

In 2006, I began to dabble in a number of other “haikai” — haiku-related literary forms. In addition to spending a significant amount of time creating photography-based “modern haiga” (which combine a graphic image with a subtly-linked haiku or senryu), I’ve written a few haibun (short prose with a linked poem), and co-authored one renku and one rengay. Links to the haiga can be found throughout this page. You can see some of the other pieces at the following publications:

don't forget Finally, here are poems published in the Haiku Society of America annual Members’ Anthology, which promises to publish one poem out of five submitted by each member.

silently
she lures me to the kitchen
peeled tangerine

- Walking the Same Path (HSA, 2004 Members’ Anthology

big thaw overnight –
reflections
on the river

-loose change: HSA, 2005 Members’ Anthology HSALogo

the sway
of platinum blondes -
cattails in the snow

- fish in love: HSA, 2006 Members’ Anthology

eyeing
that mosquito –
frog and I

- flower of another country: HSA, 2007 Members’ Anthology [also used in this haiga, which appeared at: MagnaPoets Japanese Form weblog, May 24, 2007]

back from the wake 
his lawn invaded
by dandelion clocks

- title poem, “dandelion clocks: HSA 2008 Members’ Anthology“(Roberta Beary and Ellen Compton, Editors, 2008; cover)

you and me
and a million mosquitoes
calamine sunset

…….  A Travel-Worn Satchel: The Haiku Society of America Members’ Anthology 2009 (Eds. Joseph Kirschner, Lidia Rozmus, and Charles Trumbull; Deep North Press, July 2009); originally used in a haiga for in the 60th WHA Haiga Contest (October 2008).

17 Comments

  1. I’ve only had a chance to skim through a couple of times but my first impression is that these are impressive.

    Comment by John Stevenson — February 11, 2008 @ 5:16 pm

  2. Many thanks, John. You are too kind, but I sort of like that in both friends and haiku editors.

    Comment by David Giacalone — February 11, 2008 @ 6:28 pm

  3. I found myself smiling frequently. A lot of very nice individual poems; a real treat to read a body of work like this. Thanks for putting this together to share with us!

    Comment by Carolyn Hall — February 12, 2008 @ 2:00 am

  4. Thanks for making my day, Carolyn. Your opinion means a lot.

    Comment by David Giacalone — February 12, 2008 @ 7:46 am

  5. David,

    I am amazed that no-one has published you. Please please let me know if you have a book out, searched amazon.com, or let me know of one coming out.

    These poems are great; they are lucid and refreshing as a much needed cool glass of water in high summer.

    Comment by Alan Summers — August 25, 2008 @ 9:58 am

  6. Alan, you’ve put on blush on my old Sicilian complexion. Many thanks. Your search is right, I have no published books, but am pleased for each publication in a journal or anthology.

    Comment by David Giacalone — August 25, 2008 @ 10:27 am

  7. david,
    a very impressive collection of published poems!

    unquestionably YOU should be the next honored guest featured on fka…

    by the way, we finished with 8.4 inches of snow today.
    ed

    Comment by ed markowski — January 10, 2009 @ 10:19 pm

  8. Many thanks, Ed. I’m honored to be the Host here at f/k/a, with dagosan sneaking in thanks to nepotism.

    Comment by david giacalone — January 10, 2009 @ 10:30 pm

  9. David,

    By far the most on the mark work in your blog, with the straight ahead humor and pathos of Issa:

    her words sting-
    the mosquitos take me
    just as I am

    old pajamas

    Comment by old pajamas — February 18, 2009 @ 4:51 pm

  10. Hello, Old Pajamas [aka Alan Segal]. Thanks for stopping by and commenting. I’m glad you like the poem. I’m not quite willing to agree that, out of the thousands of poems here by two dozen fine haijin, it’s “by far the most on the mark work” at f/k/a. Of course, I don’t know of which mark you speak.

    Comment by David Giacalone — February 18, 2009 @ 5:25 pm

  11. David,

    I thought this was one of your haiku; wasn’t speaking about anyone else.

    old pajamas

    Comment by old pajamas — February 18, 2009 @ 6:21 pm

  12. David,

    Sorry, I wasn’t being specific; did not mean the work of other poets’ contributions to your blog.

    pajamas

    p.s. I know…one should say what one means………………

    Comment by old pajamas — February 18, 2009 @ 6:26 pm

  13. Just think how weird the world would seem if poets and lawyers (or even politicians) started saying what they mean! Yes, OP, being on this page, that is one of my own poems. As with most parents and children, I would not want to choose which of my poems I thought was best.

    Comment by David Giacalone — February 18, 2009 @ 6:34 pm

  14. David,

    I think the haiku I referred to (of yours) is brilliant, shines more brightly than the other stars in your sky. I’ve given you my opinion regarding what I think of yours is best. Man, I’m complimenting you. Haiku and children are vastly different. Poets do try to say what they mean; lawyers and politicians try to convince that they mean what they say. If poets don’t, can’t, won’t choose, conclude what is their best work, then I believe they lack curiousity about what they do………It’s lower case,

    old pajamas

    Comment by old pajamas — February 18, 2009 @ 8:45 pm

  15. By the way, I play the cousin of bocce, petanque; so I can’t be much of a villian or a fool…..

    pajamas

    Comment by old pajamas — February 18, 2009 @ 9:26 pm

  16. I’m grateful for the compliment, Alan/pajamas. We seem to have a different notion about rating/grading haiku, which is fine with me. I’m more a believer in a letter scale (F thru A or A+) than a precise numerical one (like 1 thru 100), or a purely subjective notion of “best.” Like a world-class beauty, once a poem gets A+, it’s purely a matter of today’s subjective preference (and maybe what I had for dinner), that would make one “better” or “best.”

    For example, if an editor is doing a good job, it seems to me that 20% of the poems in any one issue of a good haiku journal could reasonably be chosen as “best in issue.” For my own poems, I might with difficulty tell you the 6 or 12 poems I like the most or am most proud of. But, choosing the best is simply beyond my ability or inclination. There are far too many things that a poet is trying to do with haiku to say that one poem out of a large number noticeably stands out above the rest.

    On the other hand, hearing your approach surely gives me something to think about. Thanks again for taking the time to leave your kind appraisal.

    p.s. As for bocce, don’t even get me started on the villains and fools that I’ve seen playing that sport.

    Comment by David Giacalone — February 18, 2009 @ 9:45 pm

  17. okay, and thank you…pajamas

    Comment by old pajamas — February 18, 2009 @ 11:27 pm

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