Tag: haibun
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#Haikai Challenge II #1 (1/6/24): first dream (hatsuyume) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga
Hello, haijin! I know, I know: It’s been a long time since I posted a #Haikai challenge. A long time. & to be completely honest with you, I was uncertain if I would ever post one again. Longtime readers lived through the experience; for newcomers, I will say this: I hit the wall midyear of…
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Chronological Close-Shaves
Maybe it’s just another day. A year ends, another follows: what truly changes? Perhaps we’re uncertain what music will trend. Certainly, more celebrities may die. Another in a long series of awful incidents will cycle through the 24-hour cycle. Then again, we all celebrate New Years for a reason. & here I am, two days…
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Amid Ruins
Golden lights frame a door. Shape two reindeer, and a Christmas tree. These lights, during the longest nights of the year… A sign to hold, as I yearn for hope amidst the shards of shattered expectations. “Two turtledoves…” waxing into view cold moon
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The Long Ride Home
He insisted on taking the late bus out of Binghamton. He did not anticipate clogged streets in Newark, New Jersey. Or getting in so late that he missed his planned train from Grand Central to New Rochelle Station. Looks like he audited a course from the “University of Belmont Avenue.” I’m not laughing. I’m not!…
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Faint Luminosity
Sometimes, it is the light of venus in the sky before dawn. Sometimes, it’s the reflection of a Christmas tree in a window pane of the sun room. But always, always, always: there’s a light in the dark. traffic drone the gentlest cold draft
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Water Psalm
Flow is my nature. I am uncontained. I am contained by legions. But my essence is gift, and from my self-donation life follows. Can you endure long without my self-gifting? Three days? Five? The Bedouins understand how precious I am. They value me beyond gold, and for good reason. True, my giving can come in…
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Unexpected Transitions
Who could sketch this? The light of a waning gibbous through an upper-windowpane. The illumination of a decorated, artificial Christmas tree. The chilly draft in the sun room from the windows within three walls. Seriously, who could? the difference a year makes cold night Mish hosts Quadrille #190 over at dVerse, where we write using…
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This Thanksgiving, 2023
Filet mignon. Barbequed ribs. Chicken legs. A paella or mariscara. Multiple starches, of course. And Turkey. Can’t do this Holiday without that big bird, right? Most important of all: family. Both those gathered ’round the table, celebrating seperately, or beyond the veil. flowing in abundance gratitude A thanksgiving haibun for dVerse Poets’ OLN (pubtended by…
Frank J. Tassone 