Angel mankeep growing those wingstogether we’ll fly out of here. Genie Nakano, on “Spillwords”, today, Sept.29,2020 November 3, 2020, USA votes– that’s when we fly!
Monthly Archives: September 2020
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All my godsare falling downdustis blowing everywherethe stars are burning gas. genie nakano, sept. 28, 2020, morning
Again…
music in the roomgets us rocking on our feetwe turn aroundLose our headsfall in love again Genie Nakano Genie Nakano originally published in “Coloring In”, tanka response/Gerry Jacobson/Coordinated by Amelia Fielden 2016 GINNINDERRA PRESS
Tombo, tombo
Tombu means dragonfly in Japanese.
Mindfulness…
If you areRight handeduse your Leftan imperativelesson in Mindfulness.Genie Nakano, Sept. 26, 2020 Photos: Genie Nakano, “Memories of Sri. Lanka”
Little star~ ~haiku
the little starthat keeps on blinkingI got your message the little starthat keeps on blinkingI got your messageGenie Nakano originally published in HSA Anthology, 2016
“Tremble”
Mist from the mountains makes the flowers tremble gentle awakening. Genie Nakano, Sept. 21, 2020
Insomnia
I wrote this poem long time ago–1999. My Dad, friends and myself made a small beautiful handmade book called “Pieces of Moon” which I sold at the Amerasia bookstore in Little Tokyo, Los Angeles California. “Pieces of Moon” sold out! For the past few weeks–insomnia has returned. My dog Toto injured himself and I’m upContinue reading “Insomnia”
A death poem…
let mebe a raindropfallingdeep into the earthwildflowers in the springGenie Nakano, 2019 This ‘death’ tanka was first published in a special feature — 25 death poems edited by Michael H. Lester for Atlas Poetica, 2019. “The genre of death poems has its origin in Zen Buddhism in Japan and offers a reflection on and natureContinue reading “A death poem…”
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cloudsin the skyneverthe sameeternally new Genie Nakano, Sept. 19th, 2020
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