I rise from a corpse of poultry. Cold steel flays the fat off of me. Yellow yoke bathes me, before immersion in flour and breadcrumbs completes me. I first face the fire in a vat of boiling oil. Every impurity scourged from me, my texture a golden brown, […]
4/20/22: farm spring day she remembers life on the farm as the grass grows greener all around #tanka#micropoetry#poetry#napowrimo2022#glopowrimo2022#npm2022
4/20/22: fruit-bearing tree a barrenapple treespring gust #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #napowrimo2022 #glopowrimo2022 #npm2022
The last traces of blue sky shrink away. A mass of moist gray swells in its place. Still, the budding maple leaves on the trees across the street reflect the golden hue of setting sun. For a moment. across this mad inscape purple tigers for dVerse Poets’ Poetics: […]
4/19/22: abandoned even a lifetime later this ache “…why did you abandon me?” #tanka#micropoetry#poetry#napowrimo2022#glopowrimo2022#npm2022
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
Frank J. Tassone 