Piercing Suns

by Frank J. Tassone · 9 March 2017

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The sun shines through a dusty screen and a fingerprint-smudged window. The dining room brightens as sunlight reflects off crystal candle holders and bleaches the American Drew dining room table.

Years earlier, another life, a continent away: Sunlight shined through translucent cream drapes in a London flat on Wigmore Place. I sat in the living room, sipping Earl Grey, fixated by that filtered light.

an icicle
melting drop by drop
winter day

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photograph by Eduard Militaru

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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.