Frank J. Tassone

Category: haikai

  • First Slam: an .@ImageCurve #Haibun

    “Frank, are you ready?” “Yes.” “Give it up for Frank!” Applause. Kelly yells, “alright, Frank!” I walk up the aisle to the stage. Face the audience of fellow poets and slammers; six judges; Bill, his wife, Jan, and Mira. Rachel and Tiff attend the admission table, shadowed by the stage lights behind me. I begin:…

  • “summer meadow…” a #tanka (8/14/20)

    8/14/20: prompt-free summer meadow still haunted by the weeds of unfinished business yet another leaf trembles in another passing breeze #tanka #micropoetry #poetry

  • My Daily #Haiku (8/14/20)

    8/14/20: bucket retirementthe bucket listgrows #haiku #senryu #micropoetry #poetry

  • An Inaugural Sail

    The wind fills the sails. The sleek, fiberglass hull slices through Levitt Bay water. A soft woosh of a wake, as I speed along in a sunfish. The tiller in one hand, the line to the sail in another, as I adjust course. The utter joy of my first time sailing. A pleasure I haven’t…

  • “hard breathing …” a #tanka (8/11/20)

    8/11/20: #71 PROMPT climbing mountains hard breathing at the rock scramble before the summit oh, but the reward: those stunning views! #tanka #micropoetry #poetry

  • An Inquiry on Biblical Gardens: a #Quadrille #haibun

    Why a garden? A strange place for a fall from grace, no? An equally unusual locale for a rise to renewed grace, too, right? Then again, is a garden not where petals fall and seeds sprout again? perennials a hummingbird flies to each one for dVerse Poets’ How Does Your Garden Grow? dVerse Quadrille (guest-pubtended by…

  • “blush wine…” a #tanka (8/10/20)

    8/10/20: PROMPT – Playfulness, not taking life to seriously blush wine while listening to cicada crescendos leisurely verses written on a dog day of summer #tanka #micropoetry #poetry

  • A Get-together: an .@ImageCurve #Haibun

    Michelle drops her son off at our house earlier than expected. Matthew joins us at the kitchen table as we finish dinner. Mira defrosts and then reheats the leftover Ziti his mother brought. Frankie plays waiter-captain, as he sets Matthew’s place-setting and pours him a glass of cranberry juice. After dinner, the boys and I…