The drought continues. What roared through verdant channels now trickles. The lion’s roar is a kitten’s purr. Empty space calls forth a steady blankness. Haiku flow easily enough. Tanka pour out with little difficulty. But haibun? I am William Shakespeare from “Shakespeare in Love,” lying on his apothecary’s […]
9/25/21: unprompted Autumn afternooneven in the fading lightcricket songshow the weekend passeswhen we’re having fun #tanka #micropoetry #poetry
9/25/21: chip chipin the new paint jobAutumn rain #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
9/23/21: prompt-free torrentas swollen cloudsunleasha concrete patch laterthe family room stays dry #tanka #micropoetry #poetry
9/23/21: pocket eight ballin the corner pocket—Autumn wind #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
Frank J. Tassone 