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Duel of the Masters: a #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #haibun
The questions of how to begin and what to think are matters for one’s own heart to resolve. Of oneself, for oneself – you must be your own teacher. Sen No Rikyu An ever-twilight, midsummer wood, save for the towering, lakeside Pines and the Cherry blossoms. A meadow in the midst of this floral menagerie,…
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Transformational Mindfulness: a #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #haibun
Breathing in the wind on the water. Breathing out the weariness from a weight of cares. Breathing in, wind on water. Breathing out, weariness. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe. passing rain suddenly, pink and white blossoms
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Through Darkness into Light: a #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #TankaProse
They say you have to embrace the darkness to discover the light. They say. What do they know? I could show them darkness. The inky new moon night that encloses me like the walls of the womb. The Mese Verde tunnel, scraping my head and shoulders, through which I crawl like a babe forced through…
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O Wine! (a #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 solo- #renga #ode)
In hoc genimine vitis es óperis mánuum hóminum O, fruit of the vine vitis Vinifera Cuius culmen in How ebullient, you grapes boistrous in the summer sun What a fools errand believing you a native of other soils How you grew on the mountains saddling two continents How you spread over seas in Greek and…
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“still branches…” a #tanka (4/24/20)
4/24/20: unprompted still branches after a soft rain birdsongs how an accomplishment still leads to unwept tears #tanka #micropoetry #poetry #NaPoWriMo2020 #GloPoWriMo2020 #virtualpoetryjam #remotelearning #corona
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Social Shakespearean Note: a #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 sole #Renga
“To thine own self, be true…” Polonius, “Hamlet” Act 1, scene 3. an April night like any other, except it’s the Bard’s birthday “What of it, when scholars say legions of monkeys will do?” a starless sky and the debate over his relevance goes on “What can Shakespeare say to us that televised moon landings?”…
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Turnabout: a #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 #tankaprose
“One can live without having survived.” Carolyn Forche A fruit basket, delivered to a hotel room–covered in lighter fluid. A patronizing condescension during a class introduction: “one of our special people.” The abject fear with which the six-foot-something boy in a man’s body commanded. If only he had understood the old Portugese saying: “Beware the…
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Of Love and Hate: A #NaPoWriMo2020 / #GloPoWriMo2020 mock-translated #Gendai – #Haibun
Can love and Hate occupy the same relationship? Or is a Greek God’s pursuit of a nymph the same lust for power humanity has indulged for millenia? As though Dapne had a choice. As though Apollo allowed her one. qui tamen insequitur pennis adiutus Amoris,ocior est requiemque negat tergoque fugacisinminet et crinem sparsum cervicibus adflat.…
Frank J. Tassone 