A death poem…

genienakanoSeptember 20, 2020aging, covid 19, feminism/women, healing, photography, poems, tanka

let me
be a raindrop
falling
deep into the earth
wildflowers in the spring
Genie 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 nature of death in an impermanent and transitory world.” (Wikipedia)

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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. View more posts

4 thoughts on “A death poem…”

Karen May says:

September 29, 2020 at 5:06 pm

Seems more like a life poem. Very nice.

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Anonymous says:

September 29, 2020 at 5:05 pm

Seems more like a life poem. Very nice.

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genienakano says:

September 20, 2020 at 11:21 pm

Thank you hubby.

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Dickie/Hideki. says:

September 20, 2020 at 6:06 pm

Short, sweet, and meaningful!

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