Author: Frank J. Tassone

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Seventh Annual Fun Run

Haibun Poem   Parents in T-shirts and shorts herd their hyperactive children to the starting line. We ignore the green-shirted volunteer speaking through a bullhorn. Other volunteers attempt to corral us to one-half of...

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A Deprivation

Haibun Poem   The sound of Screeching steel alongside our house. A hot July 3rd; we look up from our empty dinner plates on the deck table. The ventilation fan of our central air...

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Tai Chi Practice

Haibun Poem   “White Crane Spreads its Wings” Sunlight rippling off the Ramapo River Deep breath in. During commencement, I raise soft, rounded arms. They ascend, roll and descend. Deep breath out. As I...

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Last Laugh

Haibun Poem   Sitting on a rock, cross-legged, I pretend to meditate. My eyes half-closed, hands on my knees fingers up, I keep repeating “ommm.” Even when he’s so far up the trail, I...

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Another Renaissance

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...

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Restless Day After

Haibun Poetry A Nickelodeon version of Cinderella plays in the family room. Bella, our neighbor’s golden retriever, barks at a passing dog and walker. The pine-scented aroma from our freshly mopped tile floor reaches...

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A Cathartic Question?

Haibun Poetry   Her eyes hold a distant look as she lifts her head from her book. A question Shirley asked her earlier still haunts her: How do I feel about Robert? After she...

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Oasis

Haibun Poems   A dog’s staccato bark. The melody of a robin singing in the maples. Harmony by the other songbirds. A wisp of breeze fluttering the canopy in the backyard. A pale blue...