Tag: dVerse
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The First Summer Heatwave
The sun blazed across a sky with few clouds. Searing heat cooked me to a toasty medium well just on my walk from the front door to the car. Heat shimmers rose from the asphalt. But inside the Columbus Educational campus, many valiant air conditioners drone on in their noble struggle to maintain a comfortable…
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A Memory of Them
The Cherry blossoms passed so quickly. Now, the greenery of Cherry, Maple, Oak, and locus envelop the neighborhood. An unusual chill pervades the air on this last full weekend of May. Murmers of the ones I lost bubble up with every leaf rippling in the breeze. Granny and Poppy, Grandma and Grandpa, Uncle Butchy and…
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A #Na/GloPoWriMo2025 Reprise of “Duel of the Masters: a #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #haibun”
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 in the midst of this floral menagerie,…
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A farewell to Pretty in Pink
Hello, new friend. I did not know you long. Not like my beloved Maple Tree, whose shade protected my deck during the searing summer months. Technically, you’re not even my tree, as you stand on my neighbor’s front yard. But your luscious cherry blossoms brightened these last two Springs. Sure, you bloomed late this year,…
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An Encore: Going Somewhere? A #sonnet #haibun
An encore of a haibun sonnet from 2018… gray sky an aching lull in creativity The woosh of passing wind as I move on, the bam!bam!bam! of hammers fall away. These wheels that crunch on gravel just beyond, a highway exit ramp to the blue way, where life slows down with every town I…
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9PM Moonlight Sonata
Blue Moon the duet singing “On this Harvest Moon…” as one shines over their shoulders As the crowd sways in syncopation with Neil Young’s chords played by this Garrison Duet Blue Moon rising with their harmonies until the last chord fades out
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Divine Tomfoolery
Azurity a bare oak fills with crows fools winding down their day while the sun sets Quetzalcoatl & Coyote’s Actuality plays at an abandoned Drive-In theater So very proud of their handiwork ancient deities basking in their glory on this April Fool’s Day
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The Advent of March
The mad month begins with the aftermath of the Trump ambush of Zelanskyy. Political theater and “good TV” replace principled policy and honorable alliance. warm-weather a white rabbit running late The mad month continues with a Murphy’s Law procession of technical difficulties. A simple file attachment of reasonably-requested documentation becomes a Rubik’s Cube of dysfunction…
Frank J. Tassone 