Frank J. Tassone

Tag: Image Curve

  • #ThrowdownThursday (7/26/18): My latest .@ImageCurve #haibun is up!

    Ocean City, Maryland Chronicle, Day 4: July 7, 2014   Frankie and Mira slowly encase me in hot sand. The boobs and mermaid tail come after. Mira snaps at least three photos guaranteed to humiliate should she ever post them. July sun     my breathing collapses his mermaid Lunch at “home.” Mira prepares a salad…

  • Ocean City, Maryland Chronicle, Day 2: July 5, 2014: an .@ImageCurve #haibun

    early rise first aroma of fresh-brewed coffee early beach arrival digging deep into loose sand to plant our umbrella the rattle of the chain reminds me to mind the wind searing sun roar of an incoming surf so cold to the touch step by step, his hand in mine until my face hits the sand…

  • Summer Vacation ’14 Premier: an .@ImageCurve #haibun

    A cardinal alights on a high branch of the Peach tree. Its weight bends the branch toward the thick ground cover. Robins, sparrows and jays mark their territory in the Maple canopy. Frankie and I eat breakfast on the deck, listening to iTunes alternative radio that plays through our Motorola speaker. Sunlight bathes the backyard…

  • Vernal Inauguration: A #ThrowdownThursday #haibun featuring my latest from .@ImageCurve

        The train rattles to the top of the hill. Two American flags stand like sentries at the apex. The stage, the other side of the park, the Long Island shoreline across the Sound all lie in sight for one fleeting moment. Then the train rushes down the first turn, accelerating. Next, it descends…

  • Disgruntled Errand Run: a #FreestyleFriday .@ImageCurve #haibun

      Three library books with me that I don’t intend to return. Three at home that I intended to return. Credit accrued and surrendered just to return a viola. Nearly $100 for two baseball mitts. A call for a test script that comes after I walk in the front door.   And I disliked all…

  • First Taste of Summer: My latest .@ImageCurve #haibun

      The Torne Valley Vineyard occupies a former estate that overlooks the Ramapo River. It offers lunch and outdoor seating. We’ve tried to dine there since Father’s Day. Now, we sit at a table for six, just off the tented patio. The band Hip Replacements—whose members’ average age exemplifies the tongue-in-cheek name—play “California Dreaming.” Several…

  • Tears and a Torn Conscience: a #ThrowdownThursday .@ImageCurve #haibun

    She puts her head down and cries, “I’ve let down you teachers. I’m stupid.” I try to console her. She asks, “Can’t you give me a list of vocabulary? So I can understand?” I remember my intention at the beginning of the year. We would change how we work together. We would meet regularly to…

  • A Rain Meditation: an .@ImageCurve #haibun

      Steady rainfall. The Pastore’s new generator hums. Across the street Stacy and Laurie talk. A sparrow perches on a maple tree, taking shelter under its leaves. Cool draft at my cheek. The power is out again. Rain picks up. A steady swoosh with a hint of rattle as it strikes the asphalt. Waiting for…