Frank J. Tassone

Tag: haibun

  • #Haikai Challenge #23 (3/3/18): first spring gust (haru ichiban) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #renga #haiga

    By The National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (https://cdn.star.nesdis.noaa.gov) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons   Welcome back, haijin! Many of you risked whiplash contemplating this Spring-winter-spring season we’re experiencing, especially in the Northeastern US. Here’s who shared: Haikai Challenge Participants  1. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr 2. Jane Dougherty 3. KanzenToni 4. KanzenToni 5. Victoria Slotto 6.…

  • A #senryu Saturday (3/3/18) #haikai challenge update

    The Nor’Easter passed. Winds pick up after a quiet morning. Our power returned around four this morning. My internet service has not. Only our LTE-enabled devices (like The iPhone I’m using for this post) work. Optimum, my provider, assures me they’ll restore service soon. Sure, I’ll hold my breath waiting on them! 😆 As soon…

  • Powerless pleasures #haiku #haibun #poetry

    Nor’Easter. the house trembles under buffering winds. Fresh inches of snow accumulate. A blackout since morning. But what a fire! winter storm A pasta dinner watching snow

  • #Throwdown Thursday (3/1/18): my latest #haibun—An Unimportant Failure – is up on .@ImageCurve

    Happy that my latest #haibun is up on .@ImageCurve today! An Unimportant Failure BY FRANK J. TASSONE · 1ST MARCH 2018 Nothing worth remembering. That fifth period class—where Moesha braided Katherine’s hair, Neina screamed; and Chastery, Jowayne and Zaire did no work—fades to insignificance. No homes called, no repercussions planned—only the slightest sense that my…

  • #Publication Alert: Haibun Today: A Haibun & Tanka Prose Journal

    Happy to again appear in Haibun Today 12:1 March 2018! Thank you, Ray Rasmussen! Frank J. Tassone Montebello, New York, USA Breathless Vanity Mom never left the house without looking immaculate. She would put on makeup, style her hair, and wear the best outfit just to pick up a carton of cigarettes. Even when I…

  • Arise Again: a #tankaprose

      Moonlit sea power of a changing tide shaping the surf insight born of suffering perseveres the longest   I awaken to the song of surf on turf. The remains of my latest wreck surround me. I can remain prone for the sea to drown me. Or I can stand and take one step. Then…

  • The Burning Bush: a #quadrille #haibun

    Image: KEVIN CARDEN / LIGHTSTOCK.COM   A fire engulfs it, but the bush does not burn. How? Curiosity, from this pharoa’s son-turned-murder, shepherding fugative. I draw closer.   A presence from the fire, none I’ve known, yet all I’ve ever known, calls my name.   Holy ground sandals and sheep set aside     for…

  • #Senryu Saturday (2/24/18) #haibun #senryu #poetry

    Coffee-making Mayhem   “Did you pour water?” As gasping sounds emerge from the coffee maker…   “Why wouldn’t I?” a quick check of the machine anyway…   Reveals a coffee-maker filled with coffee.   But not water.   “Fool of a man! Less poetry, more coffee-making!” As a hastily-added caraf of water pours into a…