Japanese Haibun Poem

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 red.

Cawing of crows. A murder lands to feast on the legion of corpses. One pecks out the lifeless eye of a body closest to me. My sword hand still clasps the hilt. The shattered blade catches the dying day’s last light.

Victory? Defeat? Neither matter. Only the next breath … and the next…

Until none remain.

More crow caws
My last drop of blood
Clotting in dust


Photograph by Eric Müller


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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 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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