“The Spirit drove Jesus out into the desert…” MK 1:12 “Go!” This joyous fullness drives me on. Abba’s luminocity, the descended Ruach-as-dove: now, they’re a driving whirlwind, an inferno. “Go!” I stagger. Stumble. Drop to one knee. Rise up. Continue. To the desert. Where my forty-day fast awaits. […]
2/18/21: shapeshifter after a pauseanother wave offresh snowfallwhen did wolf tracks endand human footprints begin? #tanka #micropoetry #poetry for dVerse Poets Pub’s OLN #284 (LIVE– Pubtended by Bjorn) The Pub is open! Come join us!
I embody it. Yes, ever-yielding, always giving way: Nonetheless, I conquer. Ask the Appalachia. They towered over Everest once. Until I fell, storm after storm, for aeons. Now, their rounded peaks, bent like geriatric backs, no longer stab the blue above. Ever the softest, yet even the diamond-hard […]
The day finally came when I flew from the massive nest I called home. Some span of days later, I met my mate. We conceived our first child spiralling together toward the earth. An Eagle Ascending I drive away the osprey from its catch. Yes, a part of […]
sunset and still, my ripples entertwine yours after this dragon-ride the ecstasy of rest I hosting over at dVerse, where we write Jisei (Japanese Death Poems). The pub is open! Come join us!
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
Frank J. Tassone 