Frank J. Tassone

Tag: dVerse

  • Passing

    My father died of Pancreatic cancer on December 14, 2011. I first published this haibun in Image Curve, on December 18, 2014. What better haibun on transition could I include for dVerse Haibun Monday– transition? I’m also linking this to Real Toads’ Tuesday Platform (imagined by Willow Switches Pat) The mid-afternoon sun rests along the…

  • That Full Moon after Harvest

      hunter’s moon a catlike silhouette slips into darkness   automatic floodlight bathes the patio pavers     Following the path lit by this luminous hue hunter’s moon How I wish I would embrace the wild     savoring a moment on the deck Autumn night   a mere handful of seen stars oh, but…

  • An Encore (10/23/18) of Triune Journeys: a #writephoto #haibun

    Do you dare the journey?

  • A Pre-Appointment Meditation

      early for an appointment Starbucks stop   what an irony if I end up late     overcast Caramel Macchiato for the chill conversations with friends I used to have so often     afternoon aches all the energy I used to have   miles to go Before I sleep     for dVerse…

  • First Contact: A #TBT (10/18/18) #haibun featuring my latest from .@ImageCurve

    Lynn’s “a” looks like mine. I hesitate for a second, pray, then open the envelop. Inside lies a folded card with artwork from the Met. Her handwritten message—written right-side to left—begins by thanking me for my “kindness.” Next, she comments on my “enlightened parents” and the importance of “good nurturing.” Then she asks about my…

  • Arachne’s Song: a #TankaTuesday #TankaProse (10/16/18)

      Call me Arachne. What? Do you not like what you see? Am I so unsightly, that you stand repulsed? It is as it should be, then, for those that contend with the Gods. Whether they win or not.   I knew my weaving supreme on earth and in heaven. When Athene herself could not…

  • An Owlic Meditation on My Name: a #TankaTuesday (on a Wednesday) #TankaProse (10/10/18)

        sunset last squeak of a mouse snatched by an owl   Yes, my name means freedom, and truthful. Truly, a name fit for the gospel, for does not Jesus say, “Know the truth, and the truth will set you free…”?   But Frank is not my only name. I once had another. And…

  • The definition of Yuk: a #renga #quadrille

        horseback perils manure in the making in line of sight   the downside of riding in line and trailside snacking on the way   step by step the definition of yuk on the soiled ground   the wretched stink that stays long after the last ride ends     for dVerse Quadrille #66…