Author: Frank J. Tassone

  • #nahaiwrimo #3 (2/13/18) #haiku

    descending sun — nothing suspect about that pried-open door   #haikuchallenge (suspect) #naihaiwrimo #haiku #micropoetry #poetry

  • #nahaiwrimo #2 (2/13/18) #haiku #senryu

    2/13/18: ceremony Court of Honor … the boy scouts surround the dessert table #nahaiwrimo #myhaikupond #haiku #senryu #micropoetry #poetry

  • Kenosis: A #tankaprose of Love…#haiku #tanka #haibun #poetry

    A #tankaprose of love for #ValentinsDay! #haibun #haiku #tanka #poetry

  • Every Tunnel Ends

    Every Tunnel Ends

    Originally posted on Smell The Coffee: Placed in love’s graveyard, in a vortex of darkened chaos, a foreigner to kindness -charred by molten lava she endures all-without murmur The tunnel narrows light at the end driving out sorrow Hope? A silent exit she sighs -having tried. Leaving…. yet again-without murmur ©Vivian Zems (#Quadrille) De hosts…

  • Haibun 78

    Originally posted on Michael Rehling: bad moon rising the wolf moon has begun its transition to a ‘blue’ moon. january is always cold but this year it has and will continue to be a howling monster of snow and double digit negative wind chill factors. so just another version of michigan winter for me. i…

  • Empty Cup

    Originally posted on O at the Edges: Empty Cup ? I set down my cup, pour tea and think this day, too, may never end. ? With what do we quantify love? How does grief measure us? Nine days ago I wrote “My father is dying and I’m sipping a beer.” More words followed, but…

  • Today’s Haiku (February 13, 2018)

    Originally posted on Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi): 冬オリオンFの鉛筆持つ角度  中尾公彦 fuyu orion efu no enpitsu motsu kakudo             winter Orion             an angle of holding             an ‘F’ pencil                                                 Kimihiko Nakao from “Haiku Shiki” (“Haiku Four Seasons,” a monthly haiku magazine), November 2016 Issue, Tokyo Shiki Shuppan, Tokyo

  • NaHaiWriMo 2018: the little store on the corner

    Originally posted on Bill Waters ~~ Haiku: we called it “The Little Store” . . . memories of ice cream This place was a cramped little mom-and-pop deli that also served ice cream. They’d hand-pack it — maple walnut, mint chocolate chip, vanilla fudge, cherry vanilla — into Chinese food take-out containers so high that…