Shelter-in-place. Curtailed flights. Masked ambulations. “The New Normal” of “New York Pause,” and its sister terms in other states, confine us to save lives. It’s easy to stir against that confinement. But as the last songbirds vie for their territory with every note, I recall travels this past […]
The questions of how to begin and what to think are matters for one’s own heart to resolve. Of oneself, for oneself – you must be your own teacher. Sen No Rikyu An ever-twilight, midsummer wood, save for the towering, lakeside Pines and the Cherry blossoms. A meadow […]
We don’t know what we want. We ask, don’t receive. Flush our sleeves with vain tears! We receive, and oh, woe! Unintended consequences, our sorrowful song. “Some quality time at home would be nice…” mispent wish … the gift we can’t keep or give away
windswept leaves suddenly no one walks the street Step further through the encroaching fog if you want to reach the light blue sky the swaying branches still bud
Have we reached the bottom? Or will we fall below whatever ground we believe we’ve reached? Bahrain uses bracelet to geo-fence the CoVid-19 infected. The Governor of New York orders schools to remain closed until the end of April. The President of the United States pedals hydrocholoroquine as […]
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
Frank J. Tassone 