the tree to the telephone says “keep your wires to yourself” let me grow my way Genie Nakano
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Kaze
photography by Raphael Raphael, 2020 wind blowing through my hair there is so little time let’s leap above the gust and dance with the wind Genie Nakano, originally published in My book–Storyteller
Seduction
He fans open his weapon of seduction peacock vibrates his magnificent train
Spotlight On Writers – Genie Nakano, interview at Spillwords.com
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Spillwords.com presents: Spotlight On Writers – Genie Nakano, for whom writing tanka is her passion, joy, therapy and confession. Source: Spotlight On Writers – Genie Nakano, interview at Spillwords.com
Best Friends written by Genie Nakano at Spillwords.com
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Spillwords.com presents: Best Friends, a short story written by Genie Nakano – I was born in Boyle Heights, CA…known as the barrios of East L.A. Source: Best Friends written by Genie Nakano at Spillwords.com “Best Friends”, is a “magic realism” story I wrote after my dog Charlie died of lung…
Rebirth, a tanka written by Genie Nakano at Spillwords.com
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REBIRTH Rebirth written by: Genie Nakano In the sauna purging last night’s sins as the sweat rolls down my breasts forgiven and feeling fine Originally published in Spillword.com and Ribbons a tanka journal
IN THE SKY
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written by: Genie Nakano @genieyogini magic butterflya flower in the skyas I napcome alight on memake my dreams come true originally published in “Storyteller” and Spillwords.com
Don’t call me Bachan
Uncle George ,Sugie, 2-8-1892 , 1965 ,Sugie & Yaemon,3-8-1880,Uncle Jay, 1918-1960 my grandmother died at 73 the age that I am now her thin grey hair was tied back in a bun was she ever young? coming from a foreign land her songs were of an old Japan coming to America a picture bride “freshContinue reading “Don’t call me Bachan”
Invitation to Peace
Invitation to Peace early morning these days no T.V. no radio prone to quietness I meditate everyday the same way like sitting on a rabbit’s foot I feel safe and lucky bound by our desires I watch the incense rise busy busy busy thoughts busy buzzing clear the space toss them out watch them flyContinue reading “Invitation to Peace”
gems
rocks in a tumbler i have settled with time polishing the gems Genie Nakano (originally published in Ribbons and Spillwords)
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