Frank J. Tassone

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  • Catching Up on Dragon Riding

    Did you imagine it would be so easy? As if any fool could do it: seize hold of life itself and ride its highs and lows! What hubris! Any wonder, then, that you’re shattered across the ground? Get up. Catch the next wave. Or the next. Until you… ride the dragon anything else is just…

  • My Daily #Haiku (4/4/22)

    4/4/22: cardinal forsythia bloom…perching on the decka cardinal #haiku #micropoetry #poetry

  • An Olfactory Ode to Lasagna

    The salivating aroma of melting cheese. The tang in the air from bubbling marinara sauce. Oh, savor the scented steam as a glass platter lies upon the table, offering that perfect feast for a rainy day! droplets on an unused barbeque— the first bite

  • Alogopoeia

    After the last word of the last book of the series: desolation. Even with a greening yard and a young weekend, a despondance at the dirth of story. A whirlwind of “shoulds” impact with the force of a cacophonous greek choir that won’t stop! Sometimes, an aesthetic for logopoeia just isn’t enough. forsythias the next…

  • Foolish Bodily Inquiries

    She asks me how my knees are. It’s a loaded question, and we both know it. She saw me struggle to my feet multiple times last fall. There is the inevitable grunt that follows the creaking of 51-year-old knees that have touched the floor over a 26- year career. “Seriously, Mister. How are those old…

  • Presence: A #Haibun (4/26/2021): Day 26 of #NationalPoetryMonth

    Fresh crabapple leaves flutter. The mantle clock tick-tocks, tick-tocks. Frank’s voice carries from beyond his closed door. I walk to the couch, grab a pillow, and return to my seat at the dining room table. The Syracuse windchimes sound off. A roar soft as a sated lion: the new windchimes ring out. Branches sway like…

  • My Daily #Haiku (4/18 – 4/20)

    4/18/21: trove a treasure troveof sunlit graniteMinnewaska 4/19/21: sage she smudgesthe house againwhite sage 4/20/21: winkle what it takesto winkle out justicemagnolia bloom #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #NationalPoetryMonth #NationalPoetryMonth2021 #NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo #napowrimo2021 #glopowrimo2021

  • A Correspondence II: a #haibun (4/12/21): Day 12 of #NationalPoetryMonth

    Witness their blood stain the sands, Persian King. See your 200,000+ strong army fall by the scores at Marathon. O Darius, a mere 10,000 Greeks drove your screaming soldiers into the sea. Watch your ambition fail with them, as soon after you lie with your ancestors. twenty-six-point-two the last runner crosses the finish line. How…