Frank J. Tassone

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  • The Path of Interior Silence: A Haibun Lenten reflection | Where Peter Is

    Delighted to premier on the website Where Peter Is with this haibun-reflection! Thank you Mike Lewis and all of the wonderful editors and staff there! The later-afternoon sky fills with cirrus clouds again. The expected snow has not yet arrived, but my rheumatic joints inform me that it’s only a matter of time. That will…

  • Sent: A #Quadrille #Haibun

    “The Spirit drove Jesus out into the desert…” MK 1:12 “Go!” This joyous fullness drives me on. Abba’s luminocity, the descended Ruach-as-dove: now, they’re a driving whirlwind, an inferno. “Go!” I stagger. Stumble. Drop to one knee. Rise up. Continue. To the desert. Where my forty-day fast awaits. “Go!” Solitude gold tested in fire for…

  • #SilentSunday (2/21/21)

    A rest from #haiku See you tomorrow!

  • “after a pause…” a #tanka (2/18/21)

    2/18/21: shapeshifter after a pauseanother wave offresh snowfallwhen did wolf tracks endand human footprints begin? #tanka #micropoetry #poetry for dVerse Poets Pub’s OLN #284 (LIVE– Pubtended by Bjorn) The Pub is open! Come join us!

  • Confessions of a Hue: a #haibun

    I embody it. Yes, ever-yielding, always giving way: Nonetheless, I conquer. Ask the Appalachia. They towered over Everest once. Until I fell, storm after storm, for aeons. Now, their rounded peaks, bent like geriatric backs, no longer stab the blue above. Ever the softest, yet even the diamond-hard surrenders to me. I break your heart.…

  • This meandering February ’21: a #TankaProse

    Almost three feet of snow on the ground from the last four snowstorms. This February attempts to make up for three years of mild winters. Almost half of the month has passed. Nearly half of the haiku prompts for #NaiHaiWriMo. Almost half of another Black History month. Valentin’s Day is tomorrow. Another President’s week vacation…

  • PSA (2/10/21): Sudden Illness, gradual recovery

    Monday morning’s general aches and pains I could write off as the RA acting up. A fresh snowstorm moved in. The gradual headache that started as a minor irritation gradually ramped up in severity. By the end of my work day, I was couch ridden. The pain moved around through my sinus region, the top…

  • Eagle Triumphant: a #haibun

    The day finally came when I flew from the massive nest I called home. Some span of days later, I met my mate. We conceived our first child spiralling together toward the earth. An Eagle Ascending I drive away the osprey from its catch. Yes, a part of me sorrows at my injustice. Only a…