Frank J. Tassone

Tag: haibun

  • Lawrence Farm Orchard Experience: an @ImageCurve #haibun / #tanka-prose

    clear skies cool enough to pick yellow delicious with three of our friends so satisfying Frankie’s audio diary. His climb up Granny Smith, Gala and Fuji trees for the unblemished, still hanging apples higher up. He and Lilly atop a mound of dirt; seeking pumpkins; racing through the village. Tasting apple cider and apple cinnamon…

  • Upstate New York Travel Notes: Day 2 (7/25/20) — Letchworth State Park

    A long walk along trail 1. Up and down slopes and stairs. Across a footbridge, to ascend more stairs again. Frank and I leave Mira at a bench, ascend trail 6 alone. Overlook Lower falls, the river upstream from it, before our return. We reunite with Mira, recross the footpath bridge, see the lower falls…

  • #Haikai Challenge #149 (7/25/20): Waterfall (taki) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

    Hope you enjoyed the meadow, haijin! Congratulations to last week’s contributors! Looking ahead: Letchworth State Park, one of the best kept secrets of the NYS Parks commission. At least the New York City Back-yarders like me! I just finished breakfast with an intimate view of nearby Middle Falls. You can already guess this week’s kigo,…

  • Upstate NY Travel Notes, Day 1 (7/24/20): Letchworth

    After a four-and-a-half hour drive along I-86 and I-390, we arrive at Letchworth State Park. The roar of Portage Middle Falls, the mist from its waters caressing or faces, the ascending stairs and switchbacks to the Upper Falls: We enjoy every moment of this oasis of serenity. An exquisite dinner, and a final, twilight walk…

  • HSA Meeting: an .@ImageCurve #haibun

    The Haiku Society of America’s NYC Metro chapter hosted the Society’s National Meeting. Held in a modest community room of a local West Village Arts center, perhaps 22 people gathered in the space. Forty chairs had been set in a twin series of rows flanking an aisle. Track lighting illuminated a performance space at the…

  • These Mom Revolutions

    Hungry mothers marched toward the Russian captial in Petrograd. They demanded bread, provisions for their sons fighting on the Eastern Front in WWI. Cossocks and local police attempted to turn them back. Some officer ordered young, inexperienced, and under equipped soldiers to fire into the crowd. But when they looked down their rifles’ gunsights, they…

  • Anniversary: a #Tanka-prose #ode

    All the gifts of a twenty-year marriage, resting on the shores of a shared life, polished to perfection by the imperfection of an extraordinary love. Anniversary and a summer breeze blows on a searing day how this heartbreaking joy overflows again, again for Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 187 #PhotoPrompt

  • Masters Dual: an #AmericanSentence #haibun

    You play a dangerous game, coming to my playground, while a red moon rides on the humps of the low river hills. You are not the most or least dangerous enemy I’ve faced. You are simply the latest. Think again. Do you not see the luscious violence that consumes these streets? Arbiters of order yield…