Frank J. Tassone

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  • #SilentSunday (2/16/20)

    A rest from #haiku See you tomorrow!

  • PSA: Upcoming weekend schedule

    Frank and I travel to Boston this weekend. His troop intends to walk another of the myriad historical trails up there. We’re cabin-camping two nights, so my blogging will be limited Expect to see “My Daily Haiku” and “Haikai Challenge” tomorrow (2/15/20) and “My Daily Haiku” and “#SilentSunday” the next day (2/16/20). Blogging may proceed…

  • Two Nighttime Tastes: My latest @ImageCurve #haibun

    I savor the flavor of the first bite of freshly grilled chicken. And yet, somehow, I simultaneously taste the plain slice of pizza that I ate over two hours ago. Autumn Nightmoistening my templeone drop of sweat Photo by Ivana Cajina first published in Image Curve, February 13, 2020

  • #SilentSunday (2/9/20)

    A rest from #haiku See you tomorrow!

  • These mortal choices: a #Writephoto #TankaProse

    A fresh bank of cumulus clouds floats across the sky. The bare maple branches atop the trees in the front yard gently sway in the light breeze. The near-midafternoon sun casts their pale shadows across neighbors’ houses like so much shadow theater. Except for the cold, it’s a day to visit their grave. Spring with…

  • Spring Emergent?

    Who can believe it? The third day in February, and I wear a spring jacket to work over a hoodie. And on the way home, I leave the jacket in the trunk . A dusting of snow fell yesterday morning. It was gone before noon. I heard a bird sing for the first time since…

  • PSA: A #Haikai Den upgrade!

    Contractors put new laminate flooring in our vacated office. They were done in a couple of hours. I began assembling a new corner desk after lunchtime. I finished fifteen minutes ago. Expect to see more haikai tomorrow, including the next #haikai challenge! Now, I’m going to relax. I’m looking forward to writing from the new…

  • Undomesticated: a #TankaProse #Quadrille

    Did you imagine, for even a moment, that I was anything else but wild? None domesticate me. I’m untamable. But don’t be afraid! I am for you. Always. fiery tongues an unceasing wind buffeting a house “illuminated by the grace of the Holy Spirit…” (The last line is from Gabriel Garcia Marquez, from his novel…