Smuggler’s Notch 2012 Travelogue, Conclusion

travel poems

Haibun Poem

 

August 25th

158 Main is mobbed during breakfast. We’re seated at a booth next to their bakery display case. Feeling ignored. Somehow our waitress arrives with a hot coffee refill for which we hadn’t had the opportunity to ask.

savoring each bite
of Main’s country breakfast
bleached paneling

The waterfalls we came to see of Rt. 108 hardly have water falling. The rapids at the top of the gorge roar louder than at the falls at the bottom.

sunlight on wet rocks
our smiles captured on a
palm camera app

Notchville Park: a fun afternoon. Mountainside Pool, DJ Party — not so much. Frankie and David at the Fun Zone together? Priceless.

kids racing
through inflatables
echoes of laughter

 

previous: Smuggler’s Notch 2012 Travelogue, Part V

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photograph by Jeffrey Workman

 

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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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