Frank J. Tassone

Month: March 2020

  • Haiku and Masters of Japanese prints

    Originally posted on Stella Pierides: Great news about the project arranged by Alan Summers, Karen Hoy, and Bertel Martin in collaboration with the Bristol Museum and Art Gallery. Haiku sent by a number of haiku poets (one of mine included), were matched with Japanese block prints and are now displayed on the Museum website. A…

  • My Daily #Haiku (3/21/20)

    3/22/20: scarecrow Spring skyall alone in the fieldweathered scarecrow #haiku #micropoetry #poetry

  • tall shadows – – haiku

    Originally posted on Ontheland: tall shadows falling before the rising sun . . ©️2020 Ontheland

  • Pamela A. Babusci (U.S.A.)

    Originally posted on Harusame: stinging sleet her words sharper than scissors Comment: in this haiku, the stinging sleet in line 1 nicely juxtaposes with the biting words of the woman depicted in the closing lines. However, while the first ku substantiates a vertical and uncontrolled movement – given by the random fall of the flakes…

  • English-language Haibun

    Originally posted on Ray Rasmussen: All Things Haibun Blog: Basho by Sugiyama Sampu A Definition and Examples of Contemporary English-language Haibun with contrasts to other short forms including memoirs, journal entries, travel journals, personal essays and flash or short fiction.

  • The End of an Apocalyptic Affair: a #writephoto #AmericanSentence #Haibun #Prosery

    How did we go wrong? She and I had a perfect love. Oh, how we played God with the first Homo Sapiens. Ah, their luscious suffering and inevitable end! She laughed at their wheezing, fevers, and cold sweats. I sighed as I drew away their last breath. Millenia after millenia, we danced across the Earth.…

  • Daily Haiku: March 20, 2020

    Originally posted on Charlotte Digregorio's Writer's Blog: lightning the silhouette of trees on my window by Rick Daddario (USA) https://19planets.wordpress.com/

  • equinox sunrise

    Originally posted on Kvenna ráð: . . . . . . the new day gold stakes its life against those dark corners . . . . . . __________ ©Marie Marshall