golden bamboo waving in a summer breeze grows a foot a month a teenage boy in love Genie Nakano, July 15, 2020
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Jai Ho Bollywood~~Video
Those were the days…. In 2003, I was the first Asian American to teach Bollywood at El Camino College, Torrance, California. Not many people outside of the Indian community knew what Bollywood was. But I convinced El Camino it would be a hit–and it was. Here are my students dancing to Devdas, and performing aContinue reading “Jai Ho Bollywood~~Video”
Memories of Sri Lanka, Meditation#14
You should meditate twenty minutes everyday…unless you are very busythen you should meditate an hour a day. old zen adage
Beyond Human Senses
I am an ancient personI believein the presence of the pastin our present livesNarayan Kaudinya(a fellow blogger on WordPress) Thousands of years agothe Buddha saidwe have 6 senses…sightsmelltouchhearingmind Imaginea world beyondhuman senseswhat isthe _______th Sense. Genie Nakano, Agust, 2020 Photos by Genie Nakano. Angor Wat, Cambodia and Sunrise in Thar Desert, India
Children’s Video ~~Our Beautiful Planet Earth by Kabir
Koen, my nephew, Elizabeth my niece and Kabir made these informational videos on Sunday. Kabir only 5 years old gave an incredible lecture on the solar system. He starts off nervous. but watch it in full he warms up at the end. Kid
Mean to Me
feeling on the verge of sadness so I write a free-verse–helps to set me free. I’m mean to you I’m mean to myself tho I don’t mean to be It’s this feeling inside my stomach bloated with inertia aches in my joints makes me mean keeps me mean yelling at the dogs “stop it–stop scratching”Continue reading “Mean to Me”
AUGUST MOON~~tanka series
AUGUST MOON standing under an August moon no pockets in my flimsy flowered dress my hands have no home heat rises up my dress nothings underneath a breeze whispers I can’t help but blush plumeria scented breeze streaming down a moonbeam this night perfect for romance yet I’m here all alone Genie Nakano This wasContinue reading “AUGUST MOON~~tanka series”
Afternoon of Tanka Poetry
Four thousand years old, tanka/waka is the oldest form of poetry in Japan. Coming to America 1957 and flourishing all over the world. July 29, Thursday 2:00P PM join us….
chill
If only the world were squareit wouldfit betterin my refrigerator Genie nakano
Gambate Julian
My Nephew Julianflies to Switzerlandrainbow boysushi, Swiss cheesea quarter Japanese Socceris his winning ticketGambatethe goal is Julians!