Piercing Suns

haibun poem

Haibun

The sun shines through a dusty screen and a fingerprint-smudged window. The dining room brightens as sunlight reflects off crystal candle holders and bleaches the American Drew dining room table.

Years earlier, another life, a continent away: Sunlight shined through translucent cream drapes in a London flat on Wigmore Place. I sat in the living room, sipping Earl Grey, fixated by that filtered light.

an icicle
melting drop by drop
winter day

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photograph by Eduard Militaru

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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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