Author: Frank J. Tassone

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Mother’s Day Morning

Haibun Poems   The aging yellow brush of her favorite broom swishes dust and seeds off of the salmon Trex deck. Mira’s Portuguese cascades high and low like a melody as she sweeps single-handed, the...

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A Rain Meditation

Haibun Poem   Steady rainfall. The Pastore’s new generator hums. Across the street Stacy and Laurie talk. A sparrow perches on a maple tree, taking shelter under its leaves. Cool draft at my cheek....

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Avian Duel

Haibun Poetry   A blue jay soars downward like a falcon returning to an outstretched gauntlet. He swerves up at the last minute, perches on a branch of the maple overhanging the deck. Not...

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Such a Moment

Haibun Poetry   A breeze blows. The Syracuse wind chime behind the chaise sounds a three-note melody. A sparrow’s song answers. The neighbor behind my house hosts a party. Adults chat, children squeal and...

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Animus

Haibun Poetry   A six-person river raft bobbing up and down in the frigid Animus River. A paddle stretched out too far. One rapid, knocking me overboard. beyond white foam so many spruces Break...

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Our Post-Mortem

Haibun Poetry   I sit on your beige sofa across from you in your living room. Mike — your husband, my fraternity brother— prepares the VHS tape. Of your wedding. There is a moment...

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First Easter after Dad

Haibun Poetry   Chocolate-centered pastries; strawberry shortcake; sliced pineapple, melon and cantaloupe: all on platters spread across the row of tables. A pitcher of homemade red wine sits near empty glasses. Mira and her...

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Aftermath

Haibun Poetry   Blood on a barren field. Lifeless gray birches border the parched, dusty ground. A curious twilight before the coming dark. I press my hand against my open wounds. It’s drenched in...