There is a story of a thief and a zen master. The thief breaks into the master’s home to rob him, only to discover that the master owns nothing. Seeing the thief has worked hard for nothing, the zen master gives the thief the clothes off his back. […]
I can’t remember how I met them. Or their names. They were college students abroad, like me. We rented bikes, toured the city and surrounding countryside. We visited the city square first, where the clocktower punctured the sky. Then we rode through narrow, winding streets until we reached […]
A moth emerges from the darkness outside. A touch on glass, a blurring of wings and it returns. Flying through a reflection of the kitchen, as though it made it inside. fallen leaves on the deck brightening sky Photo by Max Kleinen first published in Image Curve, August 27, […]
All the years that we’ve hiked in and around Bear Mountain State Park, we never explored the western portion of the park. We had no idea what the Popolopen Torne loop had in store. Of course, new hikes were par for the course for the Tassone family. This […]
A smooth trip to Barton Orchard in Poughquag, NY—until the last 2 miles. A long, stop-and-go line of traffic behind an inspecting sheriff at a T-junction stalls our progress before our last turn. Summer-esque heat white-knuckling the wheel Paul lumbers more than walks. Like one of the Dwarves […]
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
Frank J. Tassone 