darkness, lightnessyin yang, yang yinman…womananimal…humanwe have many lives beaming downon my skin a silver moon…how can needs be fulfilledwhen what is wantedis not needed a turtle floatedto the island’s shoreyears agomy father rode on his backto the bottom of the sea waves rollingacross the sandjust a dreamsoft and tenderI believe in Miracles an ocean shimmeringContinue reading “Ying Yang Moon”
Black Brown Yelloware turned awayPrezgets helicoptered inMillion dollar treatmentas we all die…. Genie Nakano, Oct. 4, 2020
Photo: Jerry Wang Ginkgo leavesfluttering goldalchemy is real. Genie Nakano, October 3, 2020
Angel mankeep growing those wingstogether we’ll fly out of here. Genie Nakano, on “Spillwords”, today, Sept.29,2020 November 3, 2020, USA votes– that’s when we fly!
music in the roomgets us rocking on our feetwe turn aroundLose our headsfall in love again Genie Nakano Genie Nakano originally published in “Coloring In”, tanka response/Gerry Jacobson/Coordinated by Amelia Fielden 2016 GINNINDERRA PRESS
Tombu means dragonfly in Japanese.
the little starthat keeps on blinkingI got your message the little starthat keeps on blinkingI got your messageGenie Nakano originally published in HSA Anthology, 2016
I wrote this poem long time ago–1999. My Dad, friends and myself made a small beautiful handmade book called “Pieces of Moon” which I sold at the Amerasia bookstore in Little Tokyo, Los Angeles California. “Pieces of Moon” sold out! For the past few weeks–insomnia has returned. My dog Toto injured himself and I’m upContinue reading “Insomnia”
let mebe a raindropfallingdeep into the earthwildflowers in the springGenie Nakano, 2019 This ‘death’ tanka was first published in a special feature — 25 death poems edited by Michael H. Lester for Atlas Poetica, 2019. “The genre of death poems has its origin in Zen Buddhism in Japan and offers a reflection on and natureContinue reading “A death poem…”
cloudsin the skyneverthe sameeternally new Genie Nakano, Sept. 19th, 2020