a wise woman
in Norwich, England once said
"When we are old and careless"
inside my bones clattered
for a moment I was free.
cold bones
luke warm blood
wrists
of a sparrow
no wings.
my left hip
clicks in a silver joint
unstable yet balanced
titanium tensile strength
decrees to out last me.
something of beauty
yet not beautiful
an old woman
who knows herself
the one I want to be.Genie Nakano
originally published in "Storyteller", 2014, self published, also Published in Atlas Poetica a tanka journal, circa 2000.
I changed the title for my blog because I saw this photo of dew on purple leaves. Purple is my favorite color "Murasaki" means purple in Nihongo.
originally the title was "Holy Bones". I think Murasaki is much better don't you??
I love writing--It's my joy, my therapy--my confession. I'm a performer, dancer, yoga and meditation instructor, write a poetry column for Rafu Shimpo. Growth and love of life is a key to my happiness.
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I am reblogging–adding a bit more. I do this on my blog–post something and edit later. Sometimes I write thing and as soon as I finish–I post. Later I improve–“edit”.
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I am reblogging–adding a bit more. I do this on my blog–post something and edit later. Sometimes I write thing and as soon as I finish–I post. Later I improve–“edit”.
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