Obsession — Daughter of the Moon

my daughterthe old man saidyou are paleand need more yangearth between your toes Obsessed, Daughter stays in her room. She opens the windows and stares out at the sky. Her black hair streaked by moonlight, glistens. Her skin casts an ephemeral blue. Chanting deep into the night, her eyes grow dark and somber. in aContinue reading “Obsession — Daughter of the Moon”

He came in an autumn wind and stayed

This is my man through crashes and bashes drama and flight it hasn’t always been a delight but somehow, we make it shake it and bake it I have no books no rules of the game I’m a child from a broken home I’m a dreamer who watched the silver screens no one told meContinue reading “He came in an autumn wind and stayed”

Orale Pues

Orale Pues…. The back story… For a long time, I wished I was a Chicana. I wanted beautiful dark eyes with long thick lashes like Maria Duran. I wanted to hully gully like Theresa Navarro. I guess you could call it ‘identity issues. At thirteen I started smoking and wanted to be grown up. MyContinue reading “Orale Pues”

Nights of Love~~Responsive Tanka*

Akiko wrote 50 tanka a day I wonder if she smoked drank red wine (Genie Nakano) I found the wine spilled in her tanka a thousand lines tangle her dark hair after a night of love (Katheabela Wilson) no comb nor brush can pass through my hair gentle fingers find their way in darkness wavesContinue reading “Nights of Love~~Responsive Tanka*”

She Smiles~~polaroid transfer~~haiku

I am talking to the moon She smiles… Genie Nakano, July 10, 2021 The image is a polaroid transfer that is highlighted with colored pencils and gold acrylic paint. It won a blue ribbon back in 1993 for the Gardena Arts Festival. It is a self – portrait using masks.

my camera~~quote Dorothea Lange

a camera is a tool for learning how to see without a camera. Dorothea Lange Inspired by Goff James’s Website on WordPress.com, Art, Photography and Poetry The photos in the mirrors reflection were taken by Genie Nakano, lithographic process in cyanotype. A very old way of processing your film with sun rays– an early morningContinue reading “my camera~~quote Dorothea Lange”