Tag: haibun
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#Haikai Challenge Announcement (4/28/18)
Life happens. This week’s #Haikai Challenge will appear tomorrow, 4/29/18. Apologies for the inconvenience–especially those waiting with bated breath! Looking forward to some great haikai from you haijin tomorrow! Sunny Afternoon Shen Yun and Mari Sol await!
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Closure: a #SenryuSaturday (4/28/18) #PostCardProse #haibun
Still in the Big Apple’s Backyard. You’re living the dream in the Windy City. We joked around about the liaison we would have to have, were we meet again after marrying someone else. Such are the dreams and pillow-talk of college lovers. I’m sure you’ll agree that we’re both too happy living our lives…
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For the Hunt: A Predator’s #Haibun
Five means to meet my prey: Sight. Not my finest sense, but few match my eyes in the pitch black of a nightime jungle canopy. The slightest trace of light is all I need to make out my quarry. In spite of their vain efforts at camaflage! Hearing. The faintest crack of a distant twig.…
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#ThrowbackThursday (4/26/18): my latest .@ImageCurve #haibun
Relaxing into Another Weekend Mira hands me a full glass of Chianti. “Happy Friday!” We clank glasses as we toast. I take my first sip. Dark wood taste explodes on my tongue. I lie back on the chaise and open Merton. Smooth jazz plays again on that best of Christmas gifts: a Motorola…
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A Vernaltide Warning of my Vices and Virtues: A #TankaTuesday (on a Wednesday) #TankaProse
Photo by Henry Be on Unsplash “On a hot, summer night: would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?” –Meatloaf Warning: Do not awaken my favorite vice. For lust will pulsate through my trembling arteries with every quickened beat of a suddenly hungry heart. Do not let me imagine all of…
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Near-Sabbatical Elegy: a #tankaprose
Almost seven years I still hear you telling me, “grass is getting tall!” whether backyard or kitchen you knew how to work your space The family still talks about the prime rib dishes you brought to cousin Lisa’s house Christmas after Christmas. Aquaintences I meet on the street still boast about your old restaurant.…
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Gather Foolish Minds: A #Quadrille #haibun
Gather, foolish minds! Never mind the fool saying, “Mind over matter. I don’t mind, so you don’t matter.” Gather, you poets! Enscribe in fresh language that madness we call wisdom. So gathered, we foolish minds shame the wise! fired feast our dionesian wine awaits for dVerse Poets Quadrille…
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Unsurvived Life
“One can live without having survived.” Carolyn Forche “You’ve been living in a dream world.” –Morpheus, to Neo; The Matrix I didn’t survive the second birth certificate. They killed me with official typeface and fresh signatures. Now, I live—shadowed within a new name. The un-memory of my only bottle feeding by my…
Frank J. Tassone 