Morning in Late Autumn
by
Frank J. Tassone
·
10 December 2015
Haibun
Bare branches stretch toward a gray sky like the gnarled fingertips of a Norse Crone. They sway in sudden gusts of wind. Fallen leaves rattle on paving stones.
A solitary hawk circles above.
The pygmy Chinese maple alone holds dried-out shredded leaves.
brown grass
one single patch of
blue sky
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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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