Tag: Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads
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Coronal Folly: A #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #haibun
It’s midway through the fourth week of Remote Learning. If we were still in our school, we would be off for Spring vacation. But in these pandemic times, a break is not an option. Therefore, we faculty came up with the next best thing: four grade-level projects that each incorporate the four core subjects of…
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The Renewal of an Apocalyptic Affair: a #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #haibun
A simple carass, and your coughing begins. The slightest of kisses, and you become corpses frozen in the ice. I, the corruption of your so vulnerable flesh, wither you to your last wheeze. So like the old days, when I meandered across manure-stinking villages and filth-ridden cities, savoring the warmth of their breath. Thanatos and…
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Transformation: A Day 9 #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo #haibun
windswept leaves suddenly no one walks the street Step further through the encroaching fog if you want to reach the light blue sky the swaying branches still bud
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Death Defying: a Day 8 #NapoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #gogyohka – #haiku #L’Arora
“The moon has set“ as though only that ever needed to be said Even before first light deer graze in the yard scampering fawn follows its mother after dawn “All that remains is“ the ruins of paradise from a denied future unwilling to be perfect in our imperfection blood moon this endless denial of the…
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Hope in a Time of Corona: a Day 7 #NaPoWriMo2020 / GloPoWriMo2020 #TankaProse
Have we reached the bottom? Or will we fall below whatever ground we believe we’ve reached? Bahrain uses bracelet to geo-fence the CoVid-19 infected. The Governor of New York orders schools to remain closed until the end of April. The President of the United States pedals hydrocholoroquine as a Corona Virus treatment–absent any clinical trials…
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Outside Looking in: a Day 6 #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #Quadrille solo #renga
So much depends on the placement of a hand arising passion cracked facade as the world breaks in Is bliss possible when corpses fill parks what a witness from a distance can say walls close in As traps always do right before the end
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O Parmigiano Di Pollo: a Day 5 #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #TankProse -aic #Ode
To you, dish that is life. To you, a meal thal luxuriates the tongue and leaves one starving. Of course, you doesn’t leave one starving. How could you, a meal that so fills the stomach, do that? Oh potent dish, with your pureed, red tomato sauce; your sizzling fried breadcrumb finish; your tangy, sumptuous poultry…
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Home Street Surrealism: a Day 4 #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #haibun
Am I asphalt. Am I blacktop and asphalt. Am I slanted and straight. What is slanted and straight. What is asphalt. What is the wind-swept lane that I am. What is the wind. What the wind is. an empty street Who lives on 24. Who works from home on 24. Who looks out a bay…
Frank J. Tassone 