Frank J. Tassone

Month: April 2022

  • An Olfactory Ode to Lasagna

    The salivating aroma of melting cheese. The tang in the air from bubbling marinara sauce. Oh, savor the scented steam as a glass platter lies upon the table, offering that perfect feast for a rainy day! droplets on an unused barbeque— the first bite

  • Alogopoeia

    After the last word of the last book of the series: desolation. Even with a greening yard and a young weekend, a despondance at the dirth of story. A whirlwind of “shoulds” impact with the force of a cacophonous greek choir that won’t stop! Sometimes, an aesthetic for logopoeia just isn’t enough. forsythias the next…

  • Haiku

    Originally posted on Bending moments: telephone cables the cross purposes of our conversation * (tsuri -dōrō, March/ April 2022)

  • Today’s Haiku (April 2, 2022)

    Originally posted on Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi): 春暁や阿修羅の放つ火のにほひ　　　宇佐美魚目 shungyô ya ashura no hanatsu hi no nioi ??????????? spring dawn—             the scent of a fire ??????????? Asura throws ??????????????????????????????????????????????? Gyomoku Usami from Haiku Dai-Saijiki (Comprehensive Haiku Saijiki), Kadokawa Shoten, Tokyo, 2006 Fay’s Note:? Gyomoku Usami (1926-2018)

  • early April

    Originally posted on Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin: early Apriland warm enoughfor rain Photo by Elena Umyskova on Pexels.com

  • Foolish Bodily Inquiries

    She asks me how my knees are. It’s a loaded question, and we both know it. She saw me struggle to my feet multiple times last fall. There is the inevitable grunt that follows the creaking of 51-year-old knees that have touched the floor over a 26- year career. “Seriously, Mister. How are those old…