Tag: haibun
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Coronal Solitude: A #TankaProse
The numbers rise. New cases. Death rates. Deaths per 1 million. So do the aruguments. “Government doesn’t have the right.” “It’s no worse than the flu.” “The economy must open.” All witnessed through screens: the iPhone, the iPad, the Acer in the office overlooking the street. Where a handful of maples unfurl fresh leaves, while…
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The Last Apparition: a #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #TankaProse
What higher praise can I offer you, mother, than a prayer through you to your son? these remains of devotional sculpture how can I witness such things with these dry eyes and still go on living?
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Coronal Folly: A #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #haibun
It’s midway through the fourth week of Remote Learning. If we were still in our school, we would be off for Spring vacation. But in these pandemic times, a break is not an option. Therefore, we faculty came up with the next best thing: four grade-level projects that each incorporate the four core subjects of…
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Fluidity on “My Favorite Things” –a #reprise #haibun
First bars: da-da da, da da da: piano play. Steamer on an expresso machine superheats a caramel macchiato in the making. Or a cork on a bottle of California Burgundy pops open. Jazz-rhythm drums, catching the downbeat and bridging the intro, until the soul-satisfying melody line of John Coltrane’s saxophone strikes–“My Favorite Things,” Like that…
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The Inspirations of Mentors: a #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #haibun
I call three poets my mentors: three women, three masters, three exemplars of the art A head bowed in awe Constance Coiner introduced me to Carolyn Forche. The poet was one of the modern American women writers we studied in Professor Coiner’s course of the same name. Forche’s The Country Between Us was the work…
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The Renewal of an Apocalyptic Affair: a #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #haibun
A simple carass, and your coughing begins. The slightest of kisses, and you become corpses frozen in the ice. I, the corruption of your so vulnerable flesh, wither you to your last wheeze. So like the old days, when I meandered across manure-stinking villages and filth-ridden cities, savoring the warmth of their breath. Thanatos and…
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Rise this Easter: a Day 12 #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #sedoko – #triolet – #haibun
No one witnessed the ressurection event. Apostles witnessed the ressurected Jesus. Witness the irony: Light rising in the dark. coronal Easter still an empty tomb to celebrate Two-millenia and twenty years later, Christians celebrate–and this year, at home. Some may sigh over that, full of unwept tears. But do we celebrate with a Spirit of…
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Haikai Challenge #134 (4/12/20): Easter Lily #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga
Have you enjoyed your birdsong serenades, haijin? Congratulations to last week’s contributors! Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Dave Madden2. joem18b3. Li/Lisa4. Rhen Laird 5. Jane Dougherty6. Peter7. Janice8. Eugenia 9. Kerfe Roig10. Jules Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. Looking ahead: Happy Easter! Another year, another #haikai challenge on Easter Sunday. As I said last year:…
Frank J. Tassone 