Somewhere, a freezing preteen in an Iroquois loincloth chants, “I have faith in God. He will keep me warm.” He holds a torch above his head, standing with a legion like himself–shivering on a cold night. A bonfire down a grassy slope ignites. The legion marches foward. While […]
Only when the paint wets every canvas space I dare to perceive In a God-given glimps when the last breath stills canvas space consumed I hold this perception tightly to my chest They find a way, always to pry me loose from treasures ordinary lives belong in these […]
Do you dare make sense of it? The trembled voices of terrified women cry out the impossible. Everybody knows dead is dead; no one returns. It is a fact as immutable as the blue sky above and the ground below! But what do you make of an empty […]
What are you trying to tell me, you aches and pains? What message is so important? Your throbbing and sandpaper-grating sensations on my joints stiffen me to immobility. Your grating of my nerves has my undivided attention. Say what you need to say. Because the road beckons. The […]
If not for one refused homage… I have not the strength left to say another word, so the crowd shouts plenty against me. CONDEMNED the grip of guilt on the throat How crushing is this weight? BEARING THE CROSS count the number of steps before The dirt of […]
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
Frank J. Tassone 