Frank J. Tassone

Tag: haibun

  • A Little Light Defiance

    I hear your laughter, you coming darkness. I hold my tongue at your mockery of our quavering, as daylight diminishes with each passing day. I bear your taunts about how hope dwindles with your growing deluge. Because the joke is on you. I light one candle, and you cringe. For all your black might, you…

  • #Haikai Challenge #65 (12/15/18): Solstice II #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

      Since the mountain didn’t come to you, many of you went to it, haijin!   Congratulations to last week’s contributors:   Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Dwight L. Roth2. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr3. Reena Saxena4. Suzanne5. Jane Dougherty 6. Jules @ Strands7. Jules @ Strands8. Helene Vaillant9. Janice10. Pat R 11. The Dark Netizen12. rene…

  • Passing (Redux)

    My father died of Pancreatic cancer on December 14, 2011. I first published this haibun in Image Curve, on December 18, 2014. The mid-afternoon sun rests along the top of the Ramapo Mountains. The patio shines in a brilliance unobstructed by leafless maple trees. Mira and I sit at the table, taking a rest from…

  • Writing Counterpoints: an .@ImageCurve #haibun

    More than twenty years ago, I sat on a faded beige, chrysanthemum-patterned couch in New City’s first expresso bar, Caffeine Jones. Sipping hot cappuccino, I channeled my angst though Natalie Goldberg’s write-practice drills, filling every line of a college-ruled notebook. Alone. Today, I sit on our chair-ottoman in the comfort of our living room. Mira…

  • #Haikai Challenge #64 (12/8/18) winter mountains (fuyu no yama) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

      Thank you for celebrating Advent and Hanukkah, haijin!   Congratulations to last week’s contributors:   Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Dwight L. Roth2. Toni Spencer 3. Jane Dougherty4. Jules @ Strands 5. Merril D. Smith6. Revived Writer Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets.   Moving forward:   It’s late Autumn in the northern hemisphere, but…

  • The Folly of Dashed Expectations: a #writephoto #haibun (12/5/18)

       The forecast called for a few flurries. A wide ribbon of immaculate snow should not cover the road. The sight of naked branches behind the wire fence is odd enough. A field ripe for harvesting usually greets me instead.   Sudden snowfall is an unwelcome suprise. But then again, what should I expect? Winter…

  • Covert Essentials: a #TankaTuesday #TankaProse (12/4/18)

      Wind-tossed hair. Light rippling across turf-pounding crests. The roar of sea slapping land. The whirl of wind peeling around a bluff jutting into a foamy sea. The intimacy of losing every sense of separation from creation, amidst the battering elements that intoxicate every sense. The stillness inherent in the movement of wind and water.…

  • Cheering Down the Darkness: a #Quadrille #haibun

      So little to celebrate. Raging wildfires. Persecuted refugees. Genocidal shootings.  A hate-frothing darkness threatens to swallow all. For what can we cheer?   That light shines in the darkness. That Love drives out hate. That we can.   Holy Days another lit candle piercing the gloom       for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille #70: Poems…