Meow Meow Fat brown catlicking your lapwhat do you thinkof this and that? Hiss, spat!*#!Don’t bother me I’m being Now. Genie Nakano, an oldie–can’t remember when…
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Ecstacy in Stillness
Sitting in stillnessfinding new ways to moveecstacy in calmness Breathe in, Breath outBreath out, breathe inThe world is outerthe self is innerThe world is innerthe self is outer In Out out inRise fall Fall Rise All one in meditation. Genie Nakano
Ballet de la Lune
In a never ending stream of consciousness I try to grab a winter moon sliding down a wave of shimmering light entering a mist where moonbeams shinedown on my black hair cravings and desires dance with in a restless mind too much yin and sleepless nights make me pale and frail I remember what myContinue reading “Ballet de la Lune”
Civil War inside my head~~Tanka series
Civil War This headache won’t go away visualizing sunshine on my shoulders only brings rays of pain a civil war inside my head erupts is it they or is it I? take me up to “Pureland”* the land where Buddhas play all day in a golden bright story fairytaled with loving light I believe theContinue reading “Civil War inside my head~~Tanka series”
Sweet Sublime Beat
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Originally posted on Genie Nakano:
Photo by Ruvim on Pexels.com cloudsin the skyneverthe sameeternally new Genie Nakano, Sept. 19th, 2020
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White rice paper blinds hide outside world inside–home Genie Nakano, Nov.8, 2020
Kannon*
Originally posted on Genie Nakano:
Hello World: Today I received the International Tanka Journal No. 8, 2020 from Japan. My tanka series, Kannon is on page 15. Very happy! Today the news declared Biden is our elected President. Very, Very happy!!! Kannon* Kwan yinstands poised in my backyarda wall of ficus grows behind herpurple flowers…
A New World Sings
the train lost speed and just plain stoppedeveryone got off and stoodstaring at the tracks mother cowjumps over the old manin the moonmilk spills everywhereluna-tics start spraying silver bullets deep in the forestthings settle into a snoozewhile urban womenblare a new kind of musicyou’ve got to hear it… I can’t explain ityou just have toContinue reading “A New World Sings”
Toto in Rainbow Meadows
Toto our loving dog of 17 years died last week. My husband had just came home from being in the hospital for four days. He had a mini-stroke. Then Toto passed 4 days later– October 22, 2020. I haven’t been able to write since–fortunately our good friend Irene Furukawa wrote this lovely prose for Toto…Continue reading “Toto in Rainbow Meadows”
