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”

All about Tanka~~Live

Genie Nakano will be doing a live presentation of her tanka poems, a brief discussion about the history of tanka, performing her tanka/prose and who knows what else…it’s Live. Golden Fan a tanka/prose performance by Genie Nakano

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 lucky bound by our desires I watch the incense rise clouds turn into rain turn into spring flowers no birth no death a yogini blossoms in theContinue reading “Invitation to Peace”

2020 BLUES

This poem is written by my poet friend Selma Benjamin. She is 101 years old. She has been through the holocaust. She is gentle, kind, and very wise. Here is one out of her hundreds of poems that she has given me permission to print. Here goes: 2020 BLUES Crazy plague from unknown sourceMakes usContinue reading “2020 BLUES”

this is…

this is my hoodwhere concrete meets the skyneon lights twinklehumanity in your faceborn here, loved here, die here I was born in East L.A., Boyle Heights, CA USA in the Japanese American Hospital, May 15, 1948. Racists in America often refused to care or treat Japanese Americans, so we built our own hospital in BoyleContinue reading “this is…”