Frank J. Tassone

Tag: poetry

  • Solstice Sorrow

    First light arrives before five in the morning. The birdsongs arrive with it. A cacophony of twittering, and avian arias, shatter my sleep, and any hopes of returning to it. By afternoon, however, a scattering of songs—at well-spaced intervals—may arise. This abundance of radiance—so close to the end of the academic year. This longest day—followed…

  • “a soft…” a #tanka (6/20/22)

    6/20/22: unprompted a softwhoosh of windherean afternoon coolpassing away #tanka #micropoetry #poetry

  • My Daily #Haiku (6/20/22)

    6/20/22: glitch cool breeze…another glitchin the Matrix #haiku #micropoetry #poetry

  • My Daily #Haiku (6/17/22)

    6/17/22: cul-de-sac summer heatanother bikeride aroundthe cul-de-sac #haiku #micropoetry #poetry

  • “after…” a #tanka (6/16/22)

    6/16/22: band aftersudden rainthe sunfirst notes from“Uncle John’s Band” #tanka #micropoetry #poetry

  • My Daily #Haiku (6:16/22)

    6/16/22: piñata Party’s end…dissolving in the rainpiñata debris #haiku #micropoetry #poetry

  • My Daily #Haiku (6/15/22)

    6/15/22: ranch real scorcherdrowning in ranch dressinga fresh salad #haiku #micropoetry #poetry

  • In Absentia Ponderings

    A sweltering heat arises. The muffled hum of window-unit air conditioners from other classrooms penetrates the relative silence of the one in which I currently sit. Lights and AC off: I have need of neither, yet. The intricacies of this profound writer’s block continue to challenge me. True, the competing concerns of work and volunteering…