The greatest collection of hockey-related poetry this or any house has ever published, and a watershed moment in American letters.
Hockey haiku is the most rarefied of the haiku genres, and it represents the perfect union of graceful brutality, ordered chaos, and the blood that courses through our veins... and onto the ice.
Hockey Haiku: The Essential Collection is full of poems that embody to perfection hockey's unique harmony of beauty and violence. For example:
Zamboni bumper: Don't laugh—It crushed the leg of the Little Leaguer.
And it turns to the questions we as a hockey society are reluctant to answer:
Conflict—How can I pledge my allegiance to two national anthems?
Four stars for the creative topic but I hardly think hockey aficionados are sitting around reading haiku...although I could be wrong. This author team of Davidson and Poch have written more than a dozen books on this theme; hockey haiku. Such titles as My Big Fat Hockey Haiku and A Million Little Hockey Haikus among others. Approximately 100 pages of haiku, two to a page. Some require quite a long standing relationship with hockey in order to understand. For some, being Canadian would be helpful. Others are in the "I don't get it" category and finally, there are about a dozen that are unique and thoughtful. Perhaps a fun gag book although I had to purchase an used copy. A few of my favorites:
What kind of mascot is a freaking maple leaf? Scratchy, doomed to fall.
The empty-net goal- taking candy from babies: Sad, sweet, sometimes sour.
We ate ice! That's what we did before squirt bottles! Sweat-drenched skate-shaved ice!
Not bad! I found this ebook on my Hoopla app and gave it a go. I like hockey, and these haikus were fun, but I'm not fluent enough with the famous players to "get" all of these poems. 😁🏒🥅⛸️