Author: Frank J. Tassone

  • Tanka Origins

    Originally posted on My Inner Voice: mixing up both smoke and fog the beach wind I shared my longings with the tidal waves Tanka Origins Edition 2

  • Endless

    Originally posted on haiku tree: 2 a.m. endless thoughts of you ?

  • earth’s striptease: a haiku

    earth’s striptease: a haiku

    Originally posted on A Reading Writer: asphalt road in white, absent leaves, abandoned twigs, fresh year undresses. — 12.16.2019 ©2019 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash — For Frank’s #Haikai Challenge #117 (12/14/19): Midwinter (mafuyu)/Midsummer (manastu) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga My upcoming book, Poems for S is up for pre-order. See…

  • My Daily #Haiku (12/17/19)

    12/16/19: love moonrisean infant toucheshis mother’s face #haiku #micropoetry #poetry

  • Midwinter

    Originally posted on thoughts and entanglements: midwinter gray fades –the blush of the evening suntakes command of sky prelude to solstice, subtleshift – a lift in spirits Pat R 12/15/19 For Frank Tassone’s Haikai Challenge ? ?

  • pg: 12.15/ December observations /haikai 117, MLMM Sun, SPF) – Jules Pens Some Gems…

    #Haiku Happenings #2: Jules’ latest solo #renga/#AmericanSentence sequence for my latest #haikai challenge! December observations (haiku, solo renga, American sentences) all nestled at night no dog will howl at winter’s full mafayu moon *** four scampering deer across the creek; does winter’s moon glow where they rest *** Hornet’s paper nest too fragile for fierce…

  • Gogyohka for the winter solstice

    Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes: A sequence of gogyohka for Frank Tassone’s solstice prompt. ? longest night full of cloud unlit by any moon unlit by any sun yet when the morning comes the balance has tipped ? at the end of the longest night is always the morning perched on the rim of…

  • Waiting for the Solstice: a #Quadrille #Haibun

    Five days before winter solstice. Another winter storm bears down. Snow and ice promise a messy commute. But soon, the last glow of the shortest day will shine. Then the dark of the longest night will follow. seasonal lights the gloom of gathered clouds for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille Monday: There’s a Shine to the Season! (pubtended…