Frank J. Tassone

Tag: haibun

  • Completing the Chore: a .@ImageCurve #haibun

    The dishwasher hums, and the whooshing of its water drowns out the crickets. I eat my oatmeal out of Frankie’s Frosted Flakes bowl: not another clean one remains. warm aftertasteempty pill containersbeside bottles first published in Image Curve, May 14, 2020 UPDATE: for dVerse Poets’ OpenLinkNight #267 (pubtended by Grace) The Pub is open! Come…

  • Malfunction on the Morning Commute: an .@ImageCurve #haibun

    A new light illuminates the dashboard. I divert to Midas, in vain, as the shop opens at 7:30. I don’t have time to wait. The manual says that the light indicates my tire pressure is low. Since Midas has no air pumps outside the garage, I travel east on Rt. 59, through the heart of…

  • #Haikai Challenge #138 (5/9/20): fawn (kanoko) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

    How was your moongazing, haijin? Some of you clearly enjoyed it! Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Dave Madden2. Jules3. Eugenia4. Li/Lisa 5. Kerfe Roig6. Linda Lee Lyberg7. Janice8. Xenia Tran 9. Revived Writer10. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr11. Jen Goldie Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. Onward! Didn’t I say that May…

  • This May: a #GerryMuse #TankaProse

    This May. Month of the Flower Moon. Month of flowers, if you believe the rhyme “April Showers…” the first of two months dedicated to Mary, the Mother of God, by the Roman Catholic Church. This May. The US Northeast faces a freeze this weekend. COVID-19 cases rise while controversies ensure. Even murder hornets invade the…

  • Innocent Amusement: a #Quadrille – #Haibun

    He would play with me for hours. Stretch me into all kind of shapes. Twist and turn me one way, then another. When he was done, he’d mold me two-handed, and pour me back into my egg. silly putty so many years since childhood for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille Monday -Lighten up a bit! (pubtended by lillian)…

  • A Dragon-Riding Day (9/18/14): an .@ImageCurve #haibun

    I leave late. The traffic begins at the Garden State Parkway connector. The New York State Thruway, covered in fiberglass and steel, stretches into the blinding brilliance of sunrise. I arrive at work after 8, when I needed to get there well before. taillightsthe long gap in frontof the car before me I turn my…

  • #Haikai Challenge #137 (5/3/20): Flower Moon #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

    How about those last Cherry Blossoms, haijin! Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Li/Lisa2. Dave Madden3. Jen Goldie4. Pat R 5. Eugenia6. Jules7. Xenia Tran8. Xenia Tran (2) 9. Pat R10. Janice11. Frank J. Tassone12. Kerfe Roig Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. Looking ahead: May! The time of flowers (in the…

  • Bleak Awakening: an .@ImageCurve #haibun

    The passing of faces or the flipping of pages, the same feeling permeates the last spoken words I recall from my dream: they won’t listen. The tension: tightness, shortness of breath, exhaustion from that frustration: “they won’t listen.” I fight the conviction, the accusing voice condemning from shadow, sounding like myself: “I am ineffectual. Impotent.…