Hallowing Loss


A hornet struggles in the air, slow to fly off after a fruitless search under the deck table. Emerald leaves on a barren peach tree doomed to the saw tremble in the slightest summer breeze.

My throat catches. I remember so much. A mother’s glazed stare, a sneer that almost becomes a scowl. A father’s sigh, a fallen face courting despair. The endless outrage in the tension-ridden frowns of critical co-teachers. All of these losses that I refuse to hold, and refuse to cast away.

Then I recall Rumi’s blessed counsel, and shudder, crying dry tears:

“Close your eyes. Fall in Love. Stay there.”

blue sky
another caressing breeze
on my skin and hair


photograph by Kelsey Krajewski

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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