Frank J. Tassone

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  • Tears and a Torn Conscience: a #ThrowdownThursday .@ImageCurve #haibun

    She puts her head down and cries, “I’ve let down you teachers. I’m stupid.” I try to console her. She asks, “Can’t you give me a list of vocabulary? So I can understand?” I remember my intention at the beginning of the year. We would change how we work together. We would meet regularly to…

  • A Bruges Walk

    y Graham Richter [CC BY 3.0], from Wikimedia Commons   My footsteps across the cobblestones of Bruges’ Markt. The Belfry’s invitation. A deep breath overlooking a city out of Sleeping Beauty.   Wish I could share it with someone.   Spring noon Cathedral bells rigning right on time   © Hans Hillewaert /      for…

  • A Rain Meditation: an .@ImageCurve #haibun

      Steady rainfall. The Pastore’s new generator hums. Across the street Stacy and Laurie talk. A sparrow perches on a maple tree, taking shelter under its leaves. Cool draft at my cheek. The power is out again. Rain picks up. A steady swoosh with a hint of rattle as it strikes the asphalt. Waiting for…

  • End of the Day: A #writephoto #FreestyleFriday #haibun

      I can sip my burgundy and gaze at the last sunset. Let the impending thunderclouds gather. Let their first rumbles chill the hearts of others. I laugh from my lawn chair, enjoying the show as I savor every oak overtone of my reliable box wine serving.   If I’ve ridden the dragon as far…

  • First Sleepover: a #ThrowdownThursday .@ImageCurve #haibun

    Frankie hugs us tightly. As he lets go, his eyes hold back a hint of tears, the ones that betray the hesitancy we all share. “Ok. Goodbye,” he says. He and his friend Stephan get in a silver SUV. Nora, the boy’s mother, finishes adjusting bags in the bay. As the SUV pulls away, I…

  • #SilentSunday (5/27/18)

    A rest from #haiku see you tomorrow!

  • #SilentSunday (5/20/18)

    A rest from #haiku See you Monday!

  • Steller Joy: A #TankaTuesday (on a Wednesday) #tankaprose (5/16/18)

      “Mary, full of grace,” so did the angel proclaim But what victory did you contemplate gazing upon the milky way?   Is there a moment more sublime? Lao Tzu counseled those troubled at heart, whom thought the universe agitated, to look out at the stars. I followed his advice many nights. Too often, I strained…