Bleak Awakening

man with a beards with thoughtful eyes

The passing of faces or the flipping of pages, the same feeling permeates the last spoken words I recall from my dream: they won’t listen.

The tension: tightness, shortness of breath, exhaustion from that frustration: “they won’t listen.”

I fight the conviction, the accusing voice condemning from shadow, sounding like myself: “I am ineffectual. Impotent. Shameful. And what I do: meaningless.”

Trembling, I get out of bed—and prepare to do it all over again.

crescent moon
one dying cricket
singing alone

Photo by Roman Stetskov

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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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