Frank J. Tassone

Tag: haibun

  • #Haikai Challenge #148 (7/18/20): summer meadow (natsuno) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

    Enduring the heat, haijin? I hope so! Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Li/Lisa2. Eugenia3. Christine Bialczak4. Pat5. s.s.6. Dave Madden 7. Jane Dougherty8. Janice9. Jules10. Petru Viljoen11. Xenia Tran12. Tessa Dean 13. Peter14. Kerfe Roig15. Revived Writer16. Linda Lee Lyberg17. Christine Bolton18. Li/Lisa (2) Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. Ultreya!…

  • A Palisades Park Hike: a #tanka-prose

    Stateline Lookout, in Palisades Interstate Park. An old state road runs along the top of the Palisades overlooking the western shore of the Hudson River. Five-hundred feet above the water, the views extend from the new Tappan Zee bridge to the edge of the Bronx. Our two-mile loop hike–following a trail down the cliffs to…

  • “Who Am I?” -a #haibun

    I am Chuang Chou dreaming he is a butterfly. I am the butterfly dreaming he is Chuang Chou. I am the dream of Chuang Chou and butterfly being each other. I am the complement between them. I am the Way you can’t go, the Name you can’t say. I am the unnamed origin of Heaven…

  • “Meet the Teachers”: an .@ImageCurve #haibun

    We sit in G’s new room. H. grades papers. Ilana checks her messages. D has his iPad open. Judy arrives with a handful of parents. She presents; one asks a question. Then another. Soon after, they leave for another “workshop.” H. resumes grading. I work on an IEP. D and Anthony, who arrived with the…

  • Hail Mary: A #Tanka-Prose

    A “yes” in answer to a divine calling. A sword piercing her heart ever after. A heart in which she pondered all she experienced. A heart that breaks as she holds the corpse of her crucified son. A heart immaculate after a rolled-away stone. A heart enthroned after an ultimate divine summons. “Blessed are you…

  • This Filial Contemplation: a #haibun

    My son squats atop the rocky outcrop in Kakiat park. He gazes toward the distant New York City skyline. Even after ten years, he maintains a comfortable “frog” posture that his second-grade teacher warned us about. He says nothing. I hold my tongue in deference. I remember those moments when I, too, savored silence. As…

  • Meditation in Blue: a #Quadrille #Gembun #sequence

    Blues riff on a cocktail napkin a single tear They want my blue eyes. If they only knew … clear sky rustling leaves summer wind The talk of a coming “Blue Tsunami…” As if. all the calm of the ocean politics Traveling these blue ways … for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille #107 – Blue Monday (pubtended by…

  • #Haikai Challenge #147 (7/11/20): smoldering [hot] (moyuru) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

    Enjoy your moon-gazing, haijin? Many of you did! Congratulations to last week’s contributors! Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Kerfe Roig2. joem18b3. Li/Lisa4. Jules5. Janice 6. Jane Dougherty7. Revived Writer8. Dave Madden9. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr10. Eugenia 11. Pat R12. Christine Bolton13. Tessa Dean14. Xenia Tran15. s.s. Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. Onward! The forecast in…