Tag: haibun
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#Haibun Why I Write the way I do…DVerse’s Haibun Monday
Because I can. Because every memory screams story in images. Because haiku alone ain’t enough. Because each turn of phrase breathes fresh life into me. Because I must. Oktoberfest eve A sudden flight of blue jays For DVerse Haibun Monday H/T Qbit
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#Poetry Performance Update 9/16/17 #haiku #haibun
I plan to perform tonight. I know, I said that last night. Honestly, it’s happening tonight. Need a good night out? Rockland Poetry’s monthly Open Mic in Suffern, NY has you covered! Check it out! https://www.facebook.com/events/730471313802940??ti=ia
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#Throwdown Thursday: my latest from .@ImageCurve is up! #haibun
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#Way-back Wednesday 9/13/17: a #haibun concerning bad news… #haiku
That Call The phone rings as I zip up Frankie’s jacket. It’s Mom. She and Dad are at the oncologist for the results of Dad’s biopsy and CAT scan. All she says are two words. “It’s positive.” I stop zipping my son’s coat. The light off the tiled landing, the specks of lint and cotton…
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Free-style Friday 9/8/17 …on moments of clarity after anger…#tankaprose #tanka #haibun
Anger Management We drive North on I-95 toward Worcester. Mira asks about Mom’s history of dependency. She still tries to get her mind around addiction. Leaves have already changed. Red, orange, yellow radiate from all the trees flanking the highway. Some leaves float on gentle breezes that come and go. Others—still hanging—catch glints of…
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Voleur
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo: Opportunist waits Poised and ready to take flight Mission accomplished The banquet is prepared. The flutter of wings heralds the arrival of my black-garbed guests. Sparrows pick at fallen crumbs, but the lion’s share will go to the jackdaws. They are fascinating to watch…crafty, stealthy, pouncing and departing…
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By the Waterfall: A #Throw-down Thursday (9/7/17) #haibun featuring my latest from @.ImageCurve
We take our first hike of this season on the Pine Meadow trail. Soon, we diverge onto the yellow-marked trail at the first junction. The clouds of early morning break apart. The sun pierces every gap in the Maple and Douglas Fir canopy. We reach the waterfall, just past the rock scramble along the…
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Wayback Wednesday 9/6/2017…a little beach walk…#haiku #haibun
A Walk at Nyack Beach by Frank J. Tassone · 8th August 2014 Haibun Poems The Hudson surges against the black boulders of the Nyack Beach shoreline. A woosh of water on stone is a chant in rhythm to the river’s tide. Frankie bikes around a bend in the dirt-and-granular track. We follow on…
Frank J. Tassone 