the fragrance of freshly mowed grass summer in winter a backyard barefoot walk healing with each step I tell myself tomorrow will be good today a present in the mail, from me to me spring green on silk chiffon my doctors gone for two whole weeks I must call my own powers harness the sunContinue reading “a Healing~~tanka”
Category Archives: feminism/women
Seduction~~verse
Memories…of smoke filled rooms,beladi rhythms on tabla drumsheavy beaded crystal costumestwirling into the nightwe danced for seduction…hungry for those hundred dollar tips. Genie Nakano, March 12, 2022
Haiku Workshop with Genie Nakano…
my lips~~nothing new
Read my lips… the sky is falling the earth churns global warming keeps me up at night. Genie Nakano, 2/10/22
Believe
Believe in what you are doingforget your self. Genie Nakano
My Corner Windows
is a Hiroshige scene… My corner windowswhere I watch the worldI see youbut you can’t see methe world is a Hiroshige scene My corner windowswhere I watch my scented gardengrow and thriveInhale gratitudeExhale peace I’m the fool on the hillwho knows the world is not safe anymoremy childhood playgroundtorn down and gone. No more playinghideContinue reading “My Corner Windows”
catch a moment…
I wantto be nobody for nowwatch the skyturn colorswhile sipping tea then somebodypops in againand screams for morehaven’t got much time leftgotta gotta gotta what’s the hurrylet the breeze catch mewhyrushdestiny re-arrangingpieces of my mindwhile the wind echoscenturies catchmomentsbeforethey fall… Genie Nakano, December 4, 2021, revised
Tick Tock~~Free verse
There’s an error sorry the number #44 is a typographical error when I tried to move my poem to wordpress. Hope you understand??
my lover~~Tanka
my lover tells all my secrets nothing stays inside a paper sliding door torn by the wind Genie Nakano
IDENTITY“`tanka
I was born with two strikes against me Asian and…my mother didn’t like me I wanted to be golden wear a curly blonde crown of Shirley Temple locks Into my teens I streamed, oye orale pues orale pues I poemed my story right on write on Blackness became my call I danced the moves woreContinue reading “IDENTITY“`tanka”
Genie Nakano 