Author: Frank J. Tassone
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An Interview with Susan Antolin, editor of Acorn Haiku!
Originally posted on failed haiku – a journal of English Senryu: I had the honor of Interviewing Susan Antolin, current editor of Acorn Haiku Journal, one of my favorite poets/editors. Her many kindnesses and encouragement to others are truly admirable. Please take the time to listen to her talk with me about her own haiku…
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Today’s Haiku (February 18, 2021)
Originally posted on Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi): この辻を空也も行きし春あられ 長峰竹芳 kono tsuji o kûya mo yukishi haru-arare ??????????? Kuya walked ??????????? this street, too ??????????? spring hail ??????????????????????????????????????????????? Chikuho Nagamine from “Haiku Shiki” (“Haiku Four Seasons,” a monthly haiku magazine), May 2018 Issue, Tokyo Shiki Shuppan, Tokyo Fay’s Note:? Kuya (903-972) is a Buddhist…
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#Haiku: Winter Wind
Originally posted on Charmed Chaos: Image by Nick Remini from Pixabay winter wind whistlesleaves swirling in tornados-the clang of wind chimes Author’s Note: We’ve had a lot of chilling wind these last few days, but nothing like the weather some parts of the country are getting!
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My Daily #Haiku (2/18/21) #nahaiwrimo
2/18/21: pride midday suna pride of lionsat rest #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #nahaiwrimo #nahaiwrimo2021
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Cold Day
Originally posted on thoughts and entanglements: on this still cold day may hints of spring wander through – a renewed longing Pat 2/17/21 For Frank Tassone Haiku Challenge with the prompt Still Cold, to read or participate go here “Still Cold”
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Tanka for the end of the cold
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes: sun melts its butteron afternoon fields wind blowsstill winter sharpdig deep into warming earthplant spring unfold summer For Frank Tassone’s haikai challenge. An afternoon of gardening, clearing and planting. The smell of violets was overpowering.I cheated a bit. It isn’t cold at all now, but since Ash Wednesday isn’t…
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Haikai Challenge #177: Still Cold (yokan)/New Year (Shinnen) — Lost in the Blizzard
Originally posted on Tao-Talk: Lost in the blizzard,my boots crunch an unknown path –still, I hear music.Their hearth blazes; plum wine flows.Sun rises pink on snowdrifts. image link Frank J. Tassone is the host of Haikai Challenge. Frank says:This week, let’s write our favorite haikai poem (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) alluding…
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Confessions of a Hue: a #haibun
I embody it. Yes, ever-yielding, always giving way: Nonetheless, I conquer. Ask the Appalachia. They towered over Everest once. Until I fell, storm after storm, for aeons. Now, their rounded peaks, bent like geriatric backs, no longer stab the blue above. Ever the softest, yet even the diamond-hard surrenders to me. I break your heart.…