Frank J. Tassone

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  • Salvation in Solitude

    The drone of morning traffic. The blaring of horns from stopped cars on the Interstate. The adolescent voices that echo off the walls, and their sporadic screams and laughter. The noise from the outside crests like flood waters fed by torrential downpours. It is during such onslaughts that I savor an interior silence. Give me…

  • PSA: follower milestone (3/27/19 !

    Five-hundred (500) followers! What a milestone! And a whole year’s growth achieved in just under 6 months. I’m grateful to you all! Thank you! Spring day savoring our joy in haikai

  • A Hudson River Sojourn: a #TankaTuesday #TankaProse

    Plush-plush, say the double-headed paddle, as each head pulls the brackish water of the Hudson river. Our kayaks flow with the tidal current of New York’s mother river; our strokes adjust our course more than propel us. We break for lunch on the shore of Pollepel Island, beneath Bannerman Castle. Then we return to the…

  • #SilentSunday (3/24/19)

    A rest from #haiku see you tomorrow!

  • Summons Sublime: a #writephoto #haibun

    “And the forests will echo with laughter…” –Led Zepplin, Stairway to Heaven Listen to the faintest of whispers within. Feel the sense of deja vu. Come closer. Closer. This is it. The road less travelled has lead here. The culmination of the decision that “made all the difference” is at hand. Experience it to the…

  • Joan of Arc’s lost Confession

    A shimmer of sunlight remains. Rippling water, stirred by an evening breeze, carries it away. The gathered clouds filter the setting sun; a pale disk descends behind an enshadowed ridge. You may ask why I recant. Why I subject myself to the stake decreed by your English court, the machination of my enemy–who can’t fathom…

  • Weathering Storms: my latest .@ImageCurve #TBT #haibun

    A cool breeze rustles the topmost leaves in the backyard. It spreads the white and gray cumulus clouds that enshroud the sky in a mass of growing darkness. It feels so much cooler than yesterday. I sit on the chaise as Mira prepares an early dinner and Frankie does whatever he wants. The crease on…

  • Silent Psalm: A #TankaTuesday #TankaProse

    vernal equinox the ultimate sunlight from winter’s last day how long before we embrace the warmth of the new season? My first characters wore the faces of Hanna Barbara and Terrytoons Animation creations. Others bore the likeness of those from Tolkien, Greek mythology, DC and Marvel Comics, and Dungeons and Dragons. Derivative as they were,…