Category: haikai
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Lupine Ultimatum: a #tankaprose
…She is a howling in the wilderness we can never see… -from The Memory Palace, by Mira Bartók A mere howl away. That’s as far as the family has roamed. That’s all I need do, and their answer will guide me to them. Why don’t I? I am the Alpha, father to my cubs, mate of…
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“although the cold…” a #tanka (11/5/19)
although the cold and an overcast sky bear Autumn down on us the stillness within our motion makes all our old things new tanka #micropoetry #poetry
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my Daily #Haiku (11/5/19)
11/5/19: mirror morning stillness shower mist on the mirror #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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A November with Basho, Day 4
Set out to see the Murder Stone, Sessho-seki, on a borrowed horse, and the man leading it asked for a poem. “Something beautiful, please.” The horse turns his head– from across the wide plain, a cuckoo’s cry Basho, “Narrow Road to the Interior,” Translated by Sam Hamil, The Essential Basho, pg. 8-9 Another Momento Mori…
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“Autumn twilight…” a #tanka (11/4/19)
11/4/19: seed pods Autumn twilight the end of daylight savings and time for seed pods the first frost of the season glistens on the browning grass #tanka #micropoetry #poetry
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My Daily #Haiku (11/4/19)
11/4/19: woodpecker breaking dawn hammering in the backyard a woodpecker haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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#SilentSunday (11/3/19)
And now, a rest from #haiku See you tomorrow!
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A November with Basho, Day 3
On the first day of the fourth moon, climbed to visit the shrines on a mountain once called Two Wildernesses, renamed by Kukai when he dedicated the shrine. Perhaps he saw a thousand years into the future, this shrine under sacred skies, his compassion endlessly scattered through the eight directions, falling equally, peacably, on all…
Frank J. Tassone 