Requiem for an Autumnal Moment

Haibun

Another breeze. More rustling leaves. Shadows spread, then recede. Clouds drift between the sun and the yard. The first leaves fall.

Mira finishes tapping on her Asus. She stretches, walks over and states that she’s done. Another breeze stirs the tops of the maples on Theresa’s yard. They wind chime plays again.

August day?
a shudder as the
last note ends

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Frank J. Tassone

I fell in love with writing ever since I wrote my first short story at the age of 12 and my first poem in high school. My free-verse has appeared in the literary e-zine Pif. My haibun has been published in Cattails, Haibun Today, Contemporary Haibun Online (CHO) and Contemporary Haibun, CHO's annual print anthology. I am honored to be a part of the Image Curve community as a contributing poet.

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