Frank J. Tassone

Tag: haibun

  • Going Our Way

    O! that you were your self; but, love you areNo longer yours, than you your self here live: moonlight rippling on a pond the way we go I ceased to be myself when I loved you. I become someone more, as did you. Together, let our intertwined hands hold fast as long as they can!…

  • Smuggs ’14 Chronicle, Day 5: July 29, 2014 | Image Curve

    The Sterling Pond trail sharply ascends the forested slope of Sterling Mountain. The Smuggler’s caves, rest rooms and parking lot lie across Route 108, nestled beneath Mount Mansfield’s western ridge. Step-like stones lead to rocks, soil and roots. We breathe hard before the first straight-away. Finally, we make it to the pond. Different couples and…

  • Complete Spring Day

    Rippling blossoms in a young tree in bloom. Fresh dandelions growing on greening lawns. Radiant white pillars of a neighbors house bathed in afternoon sunlight. The hum of leaf-blowers and woodchoppers. Warm enough to walk outside. Cool enough to stay in. Such are the signs of Spring during April Days north of the equator. Like…

  • A Ghost Wolf’s Last Hunt

    I watch my mate from a distance. She wimpers next to my corpse. Hot blood still flows from the gunshot wound that stopped my heart. I watch my mate sniff once, twice, then wimper again. I throw back my head and unleash a howl that she cannot hear. She must rejoin the pack. Our family…

  • An Ekphrastic Correspondence

    Oh, Alisaka, That I could rise to the heights of your cranes. But I am earthbound, and my words can only marvel at your deft brushstrokes. mountain mists fledglings at their mother’s side for so many years this relic of college days still hanging for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille #78: Rise (pubtended by Merril Smith) #NaPoWriMo2019…

  • Nightmarescape

    I sketch the impressions that even now fade away. A night sky, a street filled with teens partying, cavourting, fighting. They close around me, and I just manage to break away. Another street, with darkened brownstones, and commercial buildings in the distance. I walk with someone I call a friend, although I do not recognize…

  • #Haikai Challenge #82 (4/21/19): Easter Lily #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

    Welcome back from your moon gazing, haijin! Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Tessa2. Dwight L. Roth3. Ennle Madresan4. The Dark Netizen5. Jane Dougherty 6. Deborah7. Suzanne8. Jules9. Violet10. Helene Vaillant 11. Pat R12. Frank J. Tassone13. Janice Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. Ultreya! Welcome to this special Easter Sunday edition…

  • Darkness and Light Dialoguing

    I get a bad rap, he says, and I just roll my eyes. What do you expect, I say, They’re blind around you. And they see just fine around you, he snaps, ain’t you special? I sigh, for it’s always like this lately. Complain, complain, complain! Is it my fault they depend on their eyes,…