
on my patio grows a pine tree a bamboo fence keeps private all the sadness I felt this covid winter
no comb nor brush can pass through my hair gentle fingers find their way in darkness waves of undulating delight Genie Nakano
Poet, Performer, Dancer, Storyteller, Yogini
on my patio grows a pine tree a bamboo fence keeps private all the sadness I felt this covid winter
no comb nor brush can pass through my hair gentle fingers find their way in darkness waves of undulating delight Genie Nakano
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
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Good to hear this. What a year gone by–so many of my friends passed and some still fighting cancer. Things are perking up around here. But I still don’t feel like being in crowds. It’s been too hard. So happy to hear from you!
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Relaxing. Sent from my Verizon, Samsung Galaxy smartphone
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Hi. yes on the patio. Thank you my shy yoga student took the photo. She is yasashi
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Is this on your porch.
Looks beautiful.
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