Father’s Day ’13


The crescendos of a jazz trumpeter blend with the plucked strings of a stand-up bass and the percussion of drums. The trio plays on as we snack on crackers and cheese, our backs to a tree, overlooking the pool.

lovers hold hands…
A ripple of sunlight on
clear water

The intense thrills of Man of Steel. Kryptonian battles Kryptonian amidst falling skyscrapers. A young man comes into his own.

A heartbreaking raised hand, a smile. A loss echoed by the scream: “Dad!”

slapping my arm
Frankie needs no comfort…
hot buttered popcorn

Our walk through Ramsey. Our conversation. Soft, crunching, tangy bites of baked crab meat at dinner later. The sweet, cheesy cannoli cream with the crunch shell.

A happy day.

Still, the aches from unseen open wounds: a scream, a fist-fall, a shattered face. A gravestone unvisited.

Even on Father’s Day.

a barren patch…
near the memorial our
petunias grow


photograph by Jens Thakkeveettil

Image Curve’s Manifesto


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. My haiku has been published by the Haiku Foundation. My senryu has been published in Failed Haiku. I regularly perform haibun and other haikai with Rockland Poets. I am honored to be a part of the Image Curve community as a contributing poet. Visit my website www.frankjtassone.wordpress.com to see more of my poetry. Follow me on twitter @fjtassone2 and like my Facebook page American Haijin for updates on my latest work.

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