Author: Frank J. Tassone
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Fall Whether (?)
Originally posted on …Bilocalalia…: The calendar says autumn is near, but outside, palm trees shake their heads. ? Via #Haikai-challenge
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Autumn Near
Originally posted on revivedwriter: Frank J. Tassone’s haikai prompt for this week is aki chikashi, which means “autumn near.” Here in southern California, autumn does not feel near, so I thought it would be difficult to write this. However, yesterday I got an idea. Out to dinner with my might-as-well-be-grandparents, Grandma points out that it…
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Pre-Smuggs Insomnia: an .@ImageCurve #haibun
It’s a quarter to one in the morning. Cricket songs, and the ever-present drone of Thruway traffic, pass through our open bedroom windows. We’ll be on our way to Smuggler’s Notch in a few more hours. I should be asleep. My fingers caressed and massaged Mira’s back earlier in the evening. The intimacy that…
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Haiku – #Femku
Originally posted on Martha Magenta: ? black hole a star disappears in a bruise ? menopause I save an egg for my rebirth ? © Martha Magenta ? #FemkuMag – An e-zine of Women’s Haiku issue 3 August 2018 https://docs.wixstatic.com/ugd/f4c0ea_3b9b71080f75469a9d28a3a3f02ed396.pdf
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Nature’s Love Shown
Originally posted on awisewomansjourney: Frank J. Tassone Haikai Challenge #47 – Autumn Near (aki chikashi) Write the haikai poem of your choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) that alludes to autumn near (aki chikashi). Autumn’s heart is near a new season calls to us comes a great harvest rhythm of falling leaves dance…
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late summer, autumn near
Originally posted on Ontheland: Anise Hyssop, August 19, 2018, 10 am : late August mornings the weight of exhausting heat no longer deters sleep-ins, strolling out at nine in soft zephyrs, dewy light : In late summer the pressure to get out to the garden before 8 a.m. is easing up. It is still cool…
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“gray sky…” a #tanka
8/20/18: mystery gray sky grasshopper songs as a jet descends why we hurt each other a heartbreaking mystery #tanka #micropoetry #poetry
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Behold the Wizard
Originally posted on the other bunny: his staff a thunderbolt his cloak dark sheets of hail his foe translucent air a whorl of smoke the stench of skunk Moses, Merlin, Gandalf graybeards in lightning spell craft . . . a recluse fingers his magic bone— mountain hermitage Anna Cates ?