Belgium Brew Reminiscence

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Belgian Saison, a lager served at a Suffern bar with an English pub feel and an American look. Brick-walled, with dark-salmon and mustard-yellow facades. Surrounded by poets, all writing.

Do I feel like one of the Dublin drinkers with a writing problem? Absolutely!

darkening night
screeching wheels of a
passing train

My first experience with Belgian beer? Spring, 1992, while on Spring Break overseas. I rode a train down from Amsterdam to Bruges.

“Let’s Go Travel” declared Belgium the true beer capital of Europe, with over three-hundred domestic brews. I literally tasted the first of them at my youth hostel. The first clue that I may have been in over my head? The clock hands in the hostel’s common room, behind the bar, kept spinning.

And spinning. And spinning.

cirrus clouds
the clop-clop of footsteps
on cobblestone

Photo by Amie Johnson

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Frank J. Tassone

Frank J. Tassone lives in New York City's "back yard" with his wife and son. He fell in love with writing after he wrote his first short story at age 12 and his first poem in high school. He began writing haiku and haibun seriously in the 2000s. His haikai poetry has appeared in Failed Haiku, Cattails, Haibun Today, Contemporary Haibun Online, Contemporary Haibun, The Haiku Foundation and Haiku Society of America member anthologies. He is a contributing poet for the online literary journal Image Curve, and a performance poet with Rockland Poets. When he's not writing, Frank works as a special education high school teacher in the Bronx. When he's not working or writing, he enjoys time with his family, meditation, hiking, practicing tai chi and geeking out to Star Wars, Marvel Cinema and any other Sci-Fi/Fantasy film and TV worth seeing.

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