Tag: haiku
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Brookside Pedagogy: A #writephoto #haibun
“Do you not see?” the nymph asks. Her mischevious smile implies that the answer should be obvious. But no sensible response comes to mind. “Whatever the path, the way through is always one step at a time, placed in the right place at the right time.” She finishes her pronouncement with her hands…
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“a sparrow lands…” a #tanka (11/25/18)
11/25/18: feast a sparrow lands on a bare maple branch Thanksgiving Sunday so many leftovers remain from the feast #tanka #micropoetry #poetry
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My Daily #Haiku (11/25/18)
11/25/18: clear sky sudden honking across a clear sky migrating geese #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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#Haikai Challenge #62 (11/24/18): winter moon (fuyu no tsuki) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga
Happy Belated Thanksgiving! For those that celebrated, I hope you enjoyed your day of feasting! Congratulations to last week’s contributors! Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Dwight L. Roth 2. Reena Saxena 3. Jane Dougherty 4. Helene Vaillant 5. Deepa 6. Jules @ Strands 7. D L Starlight 8. The Dark Netizen 9. Janice 10.…
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My Daily #Haiku (11/24/18)
11/24/18: meadow breaking dawn fallen leaves at rest in the meadow #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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Thanksgiving 2013: An Excerpt from Autumnal Trilogy: 3 Haibun – an .@ImageCurve #Haibun
Thanksgiving, 2013 The first crisis: the VCR won’t record the Macy’s Day Parade. All repair attempts fail. Mom and I brace for Robert’s outburst of anger and disappointment. It never comes. a sunlit lawn parade balloons overshadow Sixth Avenue Robert helps me bring up tables during commercials. Frankie is supposed to act as a “scout”…
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Thanksgiving Weekend 2012: an .@ImageCurve #haibun
Thanksgiving Day, November 22nd Another wave of sickness strikes. I’m on my knees over the master bath toilet. Orange-and-brown bile fills water and stains the porcelain rim, along with the painted walls and freshly-washed tile. Blackness. A slow awakening, questions. How did I get here? Why did I wake up in Dad’s bed? All I…
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Conflicted Expectations: A Wayback Wednesday (8/16/17) #Thanksgiving gone wrong #writephoto #haibun
We cleared gravy-stained plates and tainted wine glasses. The remains of the turkey could feed the five of us for days. It was the first year we didn’t host. Mom and Dad invited us downstairs instead. We had arranged to eat dinner with them and then travel to my Sister-in-law’s for dessert. She hosted dinner…
Frank J. Tassone 