The Sterling Pond trail sharply ascends the forested slope of Sterling Mountain. The Smuggler’s caves, rest rooms and parking lot lie across Route 108, nestled beneath Mount Mansfield’s western ridge. Step-like stones lead to rocks, soil and roots. We breathe hard before the first straight-away. Finally, we make […]
4/25/19: xerox vacation midpoint … the jammed xerox machines in the work room #haiku #senryu #micropoetry #poetry #NaPoWriMo2019 #GloPoWriMo2019 25/30
Rippling blossoms in a young tree in bloom. Fresh dandelions growing on greening lawns. Radiant white pillars of a neighbors house bathed in afternoon sunlight. The hum of leaf-blowers and woodchoppers. Warm enough to walk outside. Cool enough to stay in. Such are the signs of Spring during […]
4/24/19: mother memory a lullaby of Ireland’s creation Mom would sing to me a soft rustle of oak leaves from a whisper of wind #tanka #micropoetry #poetry #NaPoWriMo2019 #GloPoWriMo2019
4/24/19: yeast dogwood blossoms … Easter bread rising after yeast #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #NaPoWriMo2019 / #GloPoWriMo2019 24/30
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
Frank J. Tassone 