Frank J. Tassone

Tag: GloPoWriMo2019

  • Going Our Way

    O! that you were your self; but, love you areNo longer yours, than you your self here live: moonlight rippling on a pond the way we go I ceased to be myself when I loved you. I become someone more, as did you. Together, let our intertwined hands hold fast as long as they can!…

  • My Daily #Haiku #2 (4/27/19)

    Divine Mercy Shrine She pulls me out of line for Confession #haiku #senryu #micropoetry #poetry #NaPoWriMo2019 #GloPoWriMo2019

  • My Daily #Haiku (4/27/19)

    4/27/19: landlord weekend getaway … did our tenant trip the breaker again? #haiku #senryu #micropoetry #poetry #NaPoWriMo2019 / #GloPoWriMo2019 27/30

  • “Red Lion Inn…” a #tanka (4/26/19)

    4/26/19: tangle/untangle Red Lion Inn untangling the tangles of history the antique musty odor of New England’s oldest Inn #tanka #micropoetry #poetry #NaPoWriMo2019 / #GloPoWriMo2019 #RedLionInn

  • April Rain: a #haiku sequence

    April rain another vacation day spent indoors the price for May flowers is all of this April rain swimming and jacuzzi bathing April rain before lunch and museums on this day with April rain trees budding in April rain hot coffee couldn’t we just lounge about during this April rain? #NaPoWriMo2019 / GloPoWriMo2019 26/30 WD…

  • My Daily #Haiku (4/26/19)

    4/26/19: zax a roofer’s zax left out in the rain Arbor Day #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #NaPoWriMo2019 / #GloPoWriMo2019 26/30

  • Publication Announcement (4/25/19): I made it into EarthRise 2019!

    I am honored to be included in THF’s EarthRise Rolling Haiku Collaborative 2019. I made page 50 with this one: the Irish my grandfather never spoke dawn birdsongs www.thehaikufoundation.org/earthrise/earthrise2019.pdf

  • Smuggs ’14 Chronicle, Day 5: July 29, 2014 | Image Curve

    The Sterling Pond trail sharply ascends the forested slope of Sterling Mountain. The Smuggler’s caves, rest rooms and parking lot lie across Route 108, nestled beneath Mount Mansfield’s western ridge. Step-like stones lead to rocks, soil and roots. We breathe hard before the first straight-away. Finally, we make it to the pond. Different couples and…