Frank J. Tassone

Tag: dVerse

  • My New York: A City Love Affair

      I could write about the first time I saw New York City. How the skyline of Manhattan drew the wows only a child utters at their sight. How the Circle line showed me the Empire State Building, the Chrysler Tower, the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center–all in their lit glory.   I…

  • Waiting on a Butterfly’s Wings

      Waiting for a Butterfly’s wings to return Spring.   For if their beats can call forth Tsunami’s, surely they can put a zip in the warm season’s step?   Beat on, petite monarch, beat on     a sparrow’s last chirp forecasted snow flurries a week into spring   for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille #54:…

  • A Natural History of My Holy Places

    Photo by Matt Cannon on Unsplash   The enclosed portch of our basement apartment in a three-family house. A tricycle turned upside-down. The hum of its spinning wheels, opening me…    shimmering sunlight across a rippling lake   The wooded path opens to a green hill with memorial stones. A paved road passes a waterfall, its roar reminding…

  • Coffee-making Mayhem…#npm2018 #NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo #senryu #haibun

      “Did you pour water?” As gasping sounds emerge from the coffee maker…   “Why wouldn’t I?” a quick check of the machine anyway…   Reveals a coffee-maker filled with coffee.   But not water.   “Fool of a man! Less poetry, more coffee-making!” As a hastily-added caraf of water pours into a thirsty machine!…

  • Triduum: a #Tanaga-prose #haibun

    courtesy of the National Catholic Register   Holy Thursday. My intention to attend mass collides with our exhaustion. Mira and I both have not slept well the past two nights–she worse off than me. A simple marinara penne with tilapia and shrimp, a bountiful glass of burgundy or three, and our inevitable crash on the…

  • Spring Suite: an .@ImageCurve #haibun collection

      Prologue   Spring morning a moment of grace in the sun winter-hardened soil yields the season’s first chutes     Spring Suite, Part I: At the NJ Botanical Gardens     The twin rows of apple trees define a path down the center of Skyland Manor’s Great Lawn. They won’t blossom until May. Many…

  • A Waning Hope: A #quadrille #haibun

    Courtesy CBS News   Savanna sunset the last breath of the last male white rhino   An aging female’s egg awaits sperm preserved from the last male. A species’ fate rests in the hands of such uncertain science.   Of such waning hope.   starlight playing God to overcome playing God   for dVerse Poets…

  • #Throwdown Thursday (3/22/18): A Shattering Truth

    A Shattering Truth BY FRANK J. TASSONE · 22ND MARCH 2018   You and Dad tried to conceive for twelve years before you decided to adopt. You told me that story often enough: how I grabbed your pinky when you visited candidate babies, and you knew I was the one. But what happened when Robert was born? He…