Frank J. Tassone

Tag: haibun

  • First Kiss: a #quadrille #haibun

    Our second date. We walked through the Bear Mountain Zoo and Trailside Museum, stopping outside the Amphibian House. She saw toddlers and smiled. Holding her, I bent my head in. For our first kiss. tulip blossom all of our love after all these years for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille #73: A Prelude to a Kiss (Pubtended by…

  • #Haikai Challenge #72 (2/9/19): first spring gust (haru ichiban) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

    Still shivering, haijin? Or have you been as confused as I have with erratic shifts in weather? Whatever the case, many of you bore witness! Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Dwight L. Roth2. Reena Saxena3. Jules @ Strands4. Jane Dougherty5. Linda Lee Lyberg 6. Helene Vaillant7. Tessa8. The Dark Netizen9. Xenia…

  • Our first conversation, Lynn

    It’s Friday, July 18th. We start to say grace when my phone rings. Without looking, I know it’s you. My dish of penne remains in the microwave as I see your name on the incoming call. You ask about the weather, my writing, and work. I answer what I can. And savor the soft, resigned…

  • #Haikai Challenge #71 (2/2/19): Still Cold (yokan) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

    Thank you, haijin, for all of your moving tributes to Rachel Sutcliffe. Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr2. Dwight L. Roth3. The Dark Netizen4. Jane Dougherty5. Petru J Viljoen 6. Isabel Caves7. Jules @ Strands8. Hifsa Ashraf 9. Janice10. Xenia Tran 11. Revived Writer12. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr13.…

  • 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…