Tag: haibun
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#Haikai Challenge II #11 (3/16/24): Spring Equinox (higan) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #kyoka #haiga #renga #HaikaiChallenge
I trust you enjoyed whatever Daffodils you might have seen, haijin? Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Peter2. Eugi3. Jules 4. Carol Anne5. Suzette Benjamin6. Ben Tonkin 7. Frank J. Tassone Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. Ultreya! The official beginning of Spring arrives in the Northern Hemisphere this Tuesday, March 19th!…
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An Early Spring Ebullience
A break in the cold. Fresh radiance bathes the prestine lawns of Petersville Road. Mira delights in the varieties of daffodils piercing through the verdancy. She loves their bloom. I love the joy that she takes in them. walking by blue, white, and gold petals for my own #Haikai Challenge II #10
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On “Baby”
“The blues had a baby and they called it rock and roll.” Muddy Waters Someone once said that “Without the word “baby,” there can be no rock and roll.” From over 40 years of listening to the blues’ child, I believe it! How did we adopt a word for the most innocent of human beings as a term of…
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An Embracing Art
Trust, even when twilight wanes, for daylight waxes soon enough. crying out during meditation another breath Lillian hosts Open Link Night over at dverse! The Pub is open! Come join us!
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#Haikai Challenge II #10 (3/12/24): Daffodil (Suisen) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #kyoka #haiga #renga #HaikaiChallenge
Have you dried off after that melt off, haijin? Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Peter2. Eugi 3. Jules4. Suzette Benjamin 5. shaun tenzenmen Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. Onward! A few days of spring weather arrives here in the Queen City of the Sound. Blue sky, twittering birds, even more…
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Such Simple Expectations
The day’s rain continues to fall. I play Local Natives’ Cafe Amarilla as I stroll up Larchmont Avenue. Some shoeless children play in a children’s play gym, as their barefoot moms engage with them. The boutiques have already closed. The movie theater remains boarded up. The song ends before I reach Starbucks. But not long…
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Three-Lake Loop
Sunday. A March day in the 50s (F). We forego our Zazen sit to hike an 8-mile loop in Fahnestock State Park. Dormant Maples and Birches greet us as we traverse the opening leg of the first trail. We skirt the edge of the first of multiple marshes we encounter. A winding ascent brings us…
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An Unwise Disturbance
They should’ve let me sleep. They could have. A short slumber is all I asked. A brief respite of time in which to pretend I was human. But no. They awakened me. So now, they pay! whirling limbs the folly of dances with dragons Punam tends Quadrille #196 over at dVerse Poets Pub. There, we…
Frank J. Tassone 