Spring Deferred

Haibun

It’s usually warmer here. Mira has spent many happy moments seated at this bench, soaking in the sun.

Late afternoon shadows fall. A breeze rustles the endless dried oak and maple leaves still on the ground since Autumn. Just enough chill to remember that Spring is yet to come.

Whatever the calendar says.

fluttering needles
shining on our faces
afternoon sunlight

more by FRANK J. TASSONE

photograph by Olesya Grichina

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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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