Alone In The Morning

haibun poem

Haibun

Sensations. The gurgle of the coffee maker. The hum of the refrigerator. The banging of the pipes as the heat turns on. My reflection off the storm door. The grainy patterns of manufactured scratches on the “grandma’s” kitchen table. The ticking of the clock on the soffit above the entryway. The lingering taste of butter, a plain bagel, an over easy egg, a hot cup of coffee with milk and sugar substitute.

Thoughts. Avicius’ “Wake me up.” Remembering of Mom at Nyack Hospital. Imagining her taking her last breath, her wake and funeral, the distribution of her property, guardianship of my brother.

I am not ready for any of it!

microwave clock
reads 6:08 and counting
a pre-dawn sky

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photograph by Eric Barbeau

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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. My haiku has been published by the Haiku Foundation. My senryu has been published in Failed Haiku. I regularly perform haibun and other haikai with Rockland Poets. I am honored to be a part of the Image Curve community as a contributing poet. Visit my website www.frankjtassone.wordpress.com to see more of my poetry. Follow me on twitter @fjtassone2 and like my Facebook page American Haijin for updates on my latest work.

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