Frank J. Tassone

Tag: haibun

  • Big Wheel Stunts

    The rumbling of my Big Wheels on the blacktop. The pulled handle break, the spin out, and the way I face the way I’ve come. How fast could I ride down the hill of the driveway from the top? a blue jayperched on a Chinese maple …another skid stop Photo by felipe lopez first published in…

  • Snow Follies: a #TBT #TankaProse

    nightime snowfall the lethargic movement of snowplows Where will I park tomorrow with glaciers filling the lot? A fine layer of snow covers the driveway. Frank and I would have shovelled it clear, but the forecast calls for more tomorrow. Why waste the effort? And yet, come tomorrow, I will walk across the iced-over snow.…

  • The Heart of Majesty

    Not the tallest. Nor the steepest. But what other mountain so captures the culture of a people? What other embodies a nation? Or inspires so many poets’ tears? cold carp the nevermelting snow atop Mt. Fuji Will I ever see you face to face? for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille #72 (pubtended by Mish). She invites us…

  • Going

    Twilight deepens to dusk, after such a radiant, brisk day. The lower wind chime has become hopelessly tangled. Breezes continue to pass anyway. So it goes. A restlessness writing usually salves persists. The sandpaper sensation in both elbows, like ants walking on skin, continues. A growing tightness in the throat intensifies. So it goes. It’s…

  • #Haikai Challenge #70 (1/26/19): Rachel Sutcliffe tribute #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

    Thank you, haijin, for raising your voices for equality. Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Jane Dougherty2. The Dark Netizen3. Dwight L. Roth4. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr 5. Revived Writer6. Merril D. Smith7. Janice 8. Jules @ Strands 9. Helene Vaillant10. Reena Saxena Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. Moving forward. We…

  • Rollar-coastering Climate: a #writephoto #haibun

    The latest “Storm of the century” dropped a mere inch of snow. Frozen rain fell after, adding an icy crust to snow that it didn’t dissolve. The next day, frigid temperatures that rose no higher than ten degrees Farenheit transformed that snow into icy plains. cold sparrows the biting wind around the funeral home Two…

  • The Perils of Letting Go: a #tankaprose

    1/25/19: Gerry Muse #140–Letting go The perils of “letting go” “Everything I ever let go had claw marks on it.” I had heard it said in the rooms many times by many people. When I was in therapy for a time, it described well my own conflicts with detachment. I told my therapist. Never imagining…

  • A Forgotten Sentry

    Deep emerald maple leaves blossom on my neighbor’s tree. The trunk—in shadow—looks almost black. It casts little shade over the aging, clubhouse-swing set that my neighbor worked so hard to erect. The one no one has played on in so long. empty backyardleaves flutter in a passingsummer breeze Photo by Yonan Farah first published in Image…