Frank J. Tassone

Tag: haibun

  • Curious Conundrum: a #Quadrille – #haibun

    What could it hurt, right? I have nine lives, after all, or so they tell me. And I always land on my feet! I have to know. I have to know! I don’t care what curiosity does! Because I know what satisfaction does. revelation We’re satisfying our curiosity with Quadrilles over at dVerse. The Pub…

  • #Haikai Challenge #193 (5/29/21): Memorial Day/Rainbow (niji) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

    Thank you for walking the path, haijin! Congratulations to last week’s winners! Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Jules2. Eugenia 3. Li/Lisa Fox W MI USA4. Jules #2 5. Xenia Tran6. Colleen Chesebro Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. Looking ahead: Wow! A #Haikai Challenge about a week after a #Haikai Challenge! May I make it a…

  • il mio villaggio

    Four square miles of single-family homes in bucolic neighborhoods. Nestled among myriad Maples of forest along the foothills of the nearby Ramapo Mountains. Often equated with the larger, more famous village to her west. I have an ambivalent relationship with her these past 17 years. Nevertheless, this village is my home. Montebelloa maple-lined street leadingto…

  • A Lunar Consolation Deferred

    I hold your face in my hands. Your eyes hold that glint of tears that they refuse to unleash. They are tears born of regret over decisions made, and fears over future prospects. I can only hold your face in my hands a moment before lowering them at your gentle touch on my wrists. If…

  • #Haikai Challenge #186-192: Path-walking #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

    Thank you, haijin, for sharing in “Transformations.” Congratulations to last Challenge’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Li/Lisa Fox of W MI, USA2. Eugenia 3. nrk4. Jules 5. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. Consistency has proved elusive lately. Gaps in routine writing, the long delay since the last challenge: Let’s just…

  • Momentary Exhaustion

    Twilight, and the last of my energy dissipates with the remains of the day. last bird songs as evening closes in these aching muscles another day’s challenges await the rising sun

  • Slice of Life: a #haibun (5/13/21)

    The warmth of the early afternoon drops to an uncomfortable cool. Numb fingers tap away, while sparrows and robin sing on, indifferent to the chill. Sun-swallowing swarms of cumulus cloud ensure that the cool will remain. Mira and Frank chatted about invitations. He’s finally tending to his upcoming Court of Honor. I managed to motivate…

  • Scattered and Gathered

    Too many voices. Too few of them my own. The drumbeat noise of Twitter and its ever-inciting FOMA. The incessant cymbols of Google-Classroom work, with its screens of tiled avatars and silent answers. The base-boom of volunteering demands. Somehow the path of poetry ended under windblown sand. I stumbled into the sandstorm, fingers clenching the…