There is a story. It eludes my grasp. When I work to shape it’s contours, it soars beyond me. birdsongs the rival for territory continues There is a story. It teases and hints at being told. When I reach for its structure, it crouches back into shadows. traffic […]
An unsentimental, staccato trumpet sounds out from a coffee bar jukebox. The click of que-ball against stripe joins the ominous rhythm accompanying the melody line. A milk steamer hisses: a gurgled, high-pitch screech drops in tone. A murmering audience gathers for an Open Mic. Welcome to Caffeine Jones… […]
Lush flora, bathing Eden’s morning air in a delicate aromal song. Dafodils, rhododendrums, a kaleidescope of perennials and annuals: a blissful variety tantalizing sight and smell alike! And yet amidst perfection, an offered temptation to take what is not given. A temptation yielded to, with that all too […]
The canopy of maple leaves bathes in sunlight on the Summer Solstice. Still for a moment, the legion of leaves ripple lie a stadium crowd doing the wave. Despite the abundance of daylight left on this longest of days, afternoon shadows creep across the front yard. The street […]
What could it hurt, right? I have nine lives, after all, or so they tell me. And I always land on my feet! I have to know. I have to know! I don’t care what curiosity does! Because I know what satisfaction does. revelation We’re satisfying our curiosity […]
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
Frank J. Tassone 