Frank J. Tassone

Tag: photo

  • #SilentSunday (3/8/20)

    A rest from #haiku See you tomorrow!

  • O Atlantica! A #TankProse Ode

    How many times have I gazed at your horizon? How many crashes of your surf against the turf of the New Jersey shoreline have I heard? How many white-foam crests have you crashed into me? How many times have I tasted your saline delight? Sea gulls may cry. Salsa and marange may blast from speakers…

  • A Sunday Stroll: my latest .@ImageCurve #haibun

    During the Giant game, a tease of a drive turns into a route. One I missed while at the Res with family. Sitting on a rock overlooking the reservoir. Lost in permutating ripples, and our stillness. sun’s reflectionstaring from a muddy bankbullfrog Photo by Izabella Taylor first published in Image Curve, March 4, 2020 for dVerse…

  • PSA: Pathogenic problems

    So, about yesterday… The virus began last week. I had a sore throat, coughing and a cold sore by the week. I left work early Monday, and I convalesced at home yesterday. All from a virus: no, not that virus! I’m back at work today. Hopefully, regular blogging will resume shortly. Until then… SAT day…

  • A Martian Contemplation: a #haibun

    Mars raged across the battlefield, killing Achaeans with abandon, until Minerva and her inspired Diomedes struck and drove him from the field. War, all too often, is the reverse. The allies of the Second World War strategically fought to resist Nazi and Fascist aggression. The last principal ally to join the fray, however, ended it…

  • #SilentSunday (3/1/20)

    A rest from #haiku See you tomorrow!

  • Another “Not Yet” (9/11/14): my latest .@ImageCurve #haibun

    Two middle-aged women arrive from RPRC. After a brief conversation at our kitchen table, which they record, they take EMF readings throughout the house. After they finish, they say that they can’t get the specific readings that they look for, because the electrical wiring and system emits too much unshielded energy. The solution to the…

  • One Week Down: my latest .@ImageCurve #haibun

    It’s the end of the first full week, and I rest in the chaise. Mira lies next to me, her sunglasses giving her that Jackie Kennedy Onassis impression. Maple leaves in the canopy above us rustle in a late afternoon breeze. Grasshoppers continue singing. Oh, how blue the sky! I savor the last flavor of…