Frank J. Tassone

Tag: haibun

  • #Haikai Challenge 89 (6/8/19): fragrant breeze (kunpuu) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

    Hope you’ve enjoyed your summer-like (or survived your winter-like) weather, haijin! Congratulations to last week’s contributors! Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Jane Dougherty2. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr3. Tessa4. Reena Saxena 5. Laure A. Brook6. Jane Dougherty7. Dwight L. Roth8. Jules 9. Revived Writer10. Janice11. Linda Lee Lyberg12. Deborah Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. A Moment…

  • A Bard Born and Made: A #GerryMuse #TankaProse (6/8/19)

    6/8/19: Gerry Muse–why do I write? A Bard Born and Made I knew my imaginary friends were imaginary. They became my first characters. I could entertain myself for hours on end with books, fiction and nonfiction. I felt fascinated at the power of language to capture that sublime, almost inexpressible experience. The stories came early.…

  • An Oceanic Comtemplation: a #writephoto #haibun

    The tide rolls in. A crescendo of sound rises, as waves crest and crash against the fine sand of the beach in a roar. The last sunlight reflects on the water as the sun dips below the horizon. A sea breeze picks up, its whoosh a counterpoint to the crying gulls scouring above the shore.…

  • Smuggs ’14 Chronicle, Day 7: July 31, 2014—Vermont Country Fair (indoors): [My latest #ImageCurve #haibun]

    The kettle-corn maker stands outside the Meeting House. I catch a glimpse of vendors inside. People pour in and out. We pass through the Welcome sign to the Village Center and continue up the path toward the Village Green. Nothing there. The famous Vermont Country Fair is inside the Meeting House. Returning there, we make…

  • Mourning Song: a #haibun

    The days between Dad’s death and his funeral passed with a frantic urgency. There Mom and I were, securing his plot, arranging his wake, purchasing his coffin. We held back the grief as we attended to the business of saying goodbye. I still needed to write his eulogy. Some time in the midst of all…

  • Dragon Declarations: a #quadrille #haibun

    Do you fear me? I come, bearing the storm! Delight with me in wind and water. Or despair of me in monsoon and typhoon. Force me back into the cave, if you dare. Or ride me! deepening twilight ascending and decending in this life for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille #81 – Here there be {poem} dragons…

  • #Haikai Challenge #88 (6/1/19): summer-like (natsumeku) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

    Thank you for your celebration of memorial. Have you had enough fawning around yet? 😉 Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Jules2. Tessa3. Reena Saxena4. Jane Dougherty 5. Xenia Tran6. Jules 27. Revived Writer8. Janice 9. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr10. Deborah11. Linda Lee Lyberg Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. Looking ahead:…

  • Night Terrors: a #GerryMuse #TankaProse

    The last twilight fades. Even a flicker of firelight lay beyond sight. A new moon arises invisible in the sky. Even the stars fail to twinkle, as overnight clouds roll in. The surrounding space becomes simultaneously becomes expansive and constrictive. Clautrophobia and agorophobia unite as useless eyes peer into the black. Every rustled leaf, katydid…