We don’t know what we want. We ask, don’t receive. Flush our sleeves with vain tears! We receive, and oh, woe! Unintended consequences, our sorrowful song. “Some quality time at home would be nice…” mispent wish … the gift we can’t keep or give away
The Long Path trailhead parking lot–filled to capacity. All the lonely people–mostly from New Jersey–have arrived to embrace nature and unleash that howl they’ve pent up all week. In the course of exercising their resolve at this fixture of Harriman State Park, they leave a lot of trash […]
“…so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.” Gandalf, “The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring,” J.R.R. Tolkien We do […]
first snowfall inserting a cartridge in the Atari wet season within the rain forest cacaphony midafternoon sun staring from the shade an iguana falling leaves flyover country between us
What higher praise can I offer you, mother, than a prayer through you to your son? these remains of devotional sculpture how can I witness such things with these dry eyes and still go on living?
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
Frank J. Tassone 