Gorman was born August 7, 1949 in Smith Falls, Ontario. He
grew up on a farm close to Merrickville, Ontario. LeRoy and
his wife Shiela have three children. Their names are Lori,
Kimberly and Sean. The family lives in Napanee, Ontario. LeRoy
is a graduate of Carleton and Queens. He teaches for
the Ministry of Education, Special Education Branch, South
Cottage Regional School in Kingston. In addition to teaching,
Gorman is the editor of the Haiku Canada Newsletter
(Gorman, 1981). (Haiku Canada, 7/5/04).
Gorman has a way of catching the readers attention.
His haiku will take you by surprise. That is what I like about
it. It is somewhat bizarre He gives the reader just enough
description to finish the image. The reader makes his or her
own interpretation. At times, he uses a different format to
aid the reader in visualizing his haiku.
we buy the kids
Haiku, p. 48).
reading this haiku, I imagine a couple has just had an argument
over various forms of birth control methods. One option being
condoms. I imagine them with a herd of kids entering Disney
World. They have just paid a small fortune for admission.
The kids are pulling them at all directions. One of the kids
spots the balloons. They all want one. More money is put out
for balloons before even getting started.
Haiku, p. 50).
wanted to get my daughters perspective on this haiku.
She thought this was sad because of the mouse being caught
in the trap. I imagined it differently. This man is tossing
and turning as he is thinking about this mouse running throughout
his house. The mouse is getting into the Godiva chocolates.
The mouse has good taste. As this man is lying in bed, he
hears the mousetrap snap. He jumps out of bed and runs down
the hall tripping over toys in the hallway. He is so excited
because he thinks he will find his prize catch as if it were
a buck. He could finally brag to all of his friends that he
caught the big one. When he arrives at the mousetrap, it is
empty. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees the tail of the
mouse run around the corner. It is impossible for him to sleep
after that. He lies in bed planning his next catch.
I clean the week
from my nails
Haiku, p. 51).
love this one. It reminds me of the church I belonged to when
I lived in Maryville, Tennessee. The church was Piney Grove
Baptist Church. It is a Southern Baptist church at the base
of the Smokey Mountains. They treat everyone as if they are
family. On this particular Sunday, I glanced over, and saw
a farmer cleaning out his nails while the sermon was going
on. I thought this was very funny. I had to hold back from
laughing. It made me think wonder if he was bored with the
sermon or were his nails truly dirty. If I was noticing him
cleaning his nails, I guess I was not paying too much attention
to the sermon either.
I worry about money & count
fireflies in our garden
Haiku, p. 51).
reading this haiku, I imagine a man with a pile of bills laid
out on the desk. He has been working on the bills all evening.
His wife went shopping that day and maxed out their Nordstroms
credit card. His family has gone on to bed. He can not figure
out how to make ends meet. He is brain dead. He decides to
go out to the garden to take his mind of things - to get a
clearer picture. As he is sitting there, he realizes he is
counting fireflies instead of money.
fathers coffin lowered
Haiku, p. 48)
reminds me of when my brother-in-law died. There were people
lined up down the street. My sister had been crying so hard
for so long. She was numb. When I think back to the day, it
seemed like little things stood out. In this haiku, I can
imagine that this person was so exhausted and grieving. Focusing
on a person coughing was probably what it took to make it
through the funeral. They did not have to think about the
the workshop pinup
a spider weaves
my wife still on the phone
in the Keys)
haiku is funny. I imagine this obese mechanic with grease
all over his clothes and body. There are flies hovering over
his foot long sub-sandwich leftover from lunch. Pictures of
women with next to nothing on are hung all over the shop.
It is almost closing time. His wife has just called to rattle
off a list of groceries for him to pick up on his way home.
She also has a list of honey do items for him to do when he
walks in the door. He can not stand the thought of going to
the store - or going home. As he is listening to his wife,
he looks up and sees a spider web. The spider has caught one
of the flies that were hovering over his sandwich. He can
relate to that fly.
the drain with bathwater
in the Keys)
my daughter takes a bath, it is never long enough. She would
play in the tub all evening if I would let her. When I read
this haiku, it reminded me of the times when my daughter has
to get out of the tub. She does everything she can to try
to make her bath time last longer. Including staying in until
all of the water has gone down the drain.
I could trust the moon. Killaly Press 1977
Only Shadflies have come. Swamp Press 1979
Whose smile the ripple warps. Underwhich Editions 1980
Cutout moons. High/Coo Press 1980
Wind in the keys. High/Coo Press 1981
Hearts garden. Guernica Editions 1983
Beautiful chance. SWOP 1984
Bad news. Mockersatz Zrox 1986
The space between (with Eric Amann and George Swede).
Wind Chimes Press 1986.
Where sky meets sky. Nietzsxhes Brolly 1987.
Parallel journey/voyage parallele (with Andre Duhaime)
Editions Asticou 1989
Dandelions & dreams. Moonstone Press 1990.
Glass bell. Kings Road Press 1991.
Writing Award, Prison Arts Foundation, 1978
Cthulha Calls Science Fiction Poetry Contest, 1979
Cicada Prize, Haiku Society of Canada, 1979
Mya Pasek Award, St. Louis Poetry Center, 2nd prize, 1985
International Tanka Contest, The Poetry Society of Japan,
L. (1981). Wind in the keys.
Canada (2004). Retrieved 7/5/04 from
W. & Harter, P. (1985). The haiku handbook: how to
write, share, and teach haiku.
(pgs. 73, 75, 131).
Gorman (2004). Retrieved 7/4/04 from
University Haiku Writer Profile of LeRoy Gorman (2004).
Retrieved 7/6/04 from
G. & Brooks, R. (2000). Global Haiku: twenty-five
poets world-wide. (pgs 48-51, 136).