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haibun poetry

Haibun Poetry

 

The maple tree by the deck blooms. Small leaves sprout from the tiniest tendril branches growing from her moss-infested trunk. She wasn’t supposed to live this season. Now sparrows perch on her highest branches, singing. And squirrels scamper up and down her all day long.

clear sky
a morning breeze rustling
crabapple blossoms

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photograph by Jamie Hamel-Smith

 

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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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