Tag: haibun
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Deliverance In The Dark: an .@ImageCurve #haibun
Cotton sheets cling to my skin like a burial shroud. Memories of Mom arise. Her pain-soaked blue eyes, looking out from a frustration-worn face, pulsing oxygen through nasal tubes insufficient for her to rise from bed. Speculations emerge. Students laugh away the opportunities I offer. Networks with whom I negotiate ignore my recommendations. A…
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#Haikai Challenge #35 (5/26/18): Memorial Day #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga
courtesy of The Old Farmers Alamanc Are we warm enough yet, haijin? The prelude to summer struck this weekend in New York, where the current temperature is in the mid-eighties! You withstood the heat and came through with your haikai! Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Ken Gierke /…
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Sudden Downpour: A #writephoto #quadrille #haibun
The rain fell unexpectedly. The tumultuous gray had so quickly gathered that we had no time to turn back. A welcoming row of entwining trees offered us a welcome shelter. We rested our bikes and waited. emerging sun the flanders country ride soon resumes for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille #57 – Don’t…
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I, Cuchulainn
By Stephen Reid (Eleanor Hull, The Boys’ Cuchulain) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons I, tied to a post, await them, my enemies who’ve killed me at last. I’ll stand my ground against them to the end. Not much longer, now. My blood-stained blade, heavy in my hand one last time. My torn tunic saturated…
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#Haikai Challenge #34 (5/19/18): Passing Spring (yuku haru) … #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga
Staying Dry, haijin? I hope so! Honestly, I had no idea how prescient my kigo of last week would be! No matter the precipitation, however, you came through! Congratulations, contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr 2. Xenia Tran 3. Jane Dougherty 4. Reena Saxena 5. Victoria Slotto 6. Dwight…
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Arboreal Awakening: A #ThrowbackThursday (5/17/18) .@ImageCurve #haibun
BY FRANK J. TASSONE · 22ND FEBRUARY 2018 The far maple, where I once hung Frankie’s tire swing, blooms. The maple beside our deck, the one with moss growing up its split trunk, arises from its winter slumber, too. We will enjoy another warm season with these old friends. tiniest blossoms bowing its lowest branches…
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Steller Joy: A #TankaTuesday (on a Wednesday) #tankaprose (5/16/18)
“Mary, full of grace,” so did the angel proclaim But what victory did you contemplate gazing upon the milky way? Is there a moment more sublime? Lao Tzu counseled those troubled at heart, whom thought the universe agitated, to look out at the stars. I followed his advice many nights. Too often, I strained…
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Second Anniversary: A #SenryuSaturday #TankaProse
December 24, 2011 Uncle Jimmy and Aunt Liz call me. They thought about me today. I knew the anniversary was coming, but I forgot it was actually today. I had memorialized my father’s anniversary in haibun. The ones I’d written for Mom remain in my handwritten journals, which I’ve yet to type up and…