Frank J. Tassone

Tag: haibun

  • 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…

  • Aqua Exolvuntur: a #writephoto #haibun

    So close to the end. Only 10,000 sins left to overcome. Only a legion of stumbling blocks to turn into stepping stones. Only a horde of obstructions to manuever around. Then the reunification for which I was born. Then the synthesis for which I began the arduous journey. Then the singularity through which I arise,…

  • Smuggs ’14 Chronicle, Day 7: July 31, 2014—the Hike (an .@ImageCurve #haibun)

    The shuttle bus pulls into a parking lot for the Long Trail somewhere out of Johnston. We stretch, introduce ourselves and set off. Pat sets a pace we weren’t used to. The forest closes in. Ascent follows ascent, each sapping a little more of our energy. Still, we carry on the usual small talk with…

  • A Walk at Nyack Beach: An .@ImageCurve #haibun

    The Hudson surges against the black boulders of the Nyack Beach shoreline. A woosh of water on stone is a chant in rhythm to the river’s tide. Frankie bikes around a bend in the dirt-and-granular track. We follow on foot, content to be left behind for a time. Hook MountainCasts a wide shadowWind caressing waves…

  • A Commemorative Conflict: a #haibun for #dversepoets

    Their grave rests in Maryrest Cemetary. I haven’t visited in a while–never mind how long. Why do I need to see their stone to remember them? All I have to do is mow the lawn, and Dad offers me his unsolicited advise on where to plant peach trees. All I need to do is sit…

  • A Pubtending Premier Alert! #dversepoets #haibun #feature

    I’m honored to premier my inaugural post, Haibun Monday: Memorial, today over at dVerse Poets Pub! The pub opens in less than two hours, at 3PM EST. Come join us! Hope to see you there! Memorial lain for the fallen a new wreath