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Starlight
my husband had two strokessometimes he doesn’t understandmy wordschatter chatter chattermetaphors are a challenge it’s hard on meyou have changed, I saymy patiencebalancing on a thin wireI practice walking on clouds only in darknesscan we see stars shinewelcome the night…words my husband spoke to mewhen we were young genie nakano Starlight will be published inContinue reading “Starlight”
poetry fest~~new book~~Wings on a Silk Veil
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE. I’M COMING OUT WITH A NEW BOOK ….Book opening…. April 29, 20023, Sat. 2 – 4 More Later…
Nothings Solid ~~free verse/tanka
Molecules spacing outWider, longer, deeper –into airlight and sound go through meI am invisibleyet I am herecan you hear melike the windthat can’t be seenonly it’s effectsthe rustle of grassleaves dancing in treesinside mea tsunami crashingwhite rabbitsfrolicking on the foamnothing is solidspace wider, longer, deeperI, no longera woman, a humanjust space spacious spacebeyond skyspacing out…GenieContinue reading “Nothings Solid ~~free verse/tanka”
His story…
A long time ago…perhaps 20 years ago this little hummingbird sat in my dance studio here is his portrait and story. I had just finished rehearsing my solo dance when I heard a little peep, peep. I thought it was a sound coming from my speakers– so I searched and searched — looked up andContinue reading “His story…”
blessed~~tanka
blessed by a hummingbird i’ve sprouted little wings this was originally a haiku works better as a tanka…
Mummies and Then They Were Gone, tan-renga at Spillwords.com
Spillwords.com presents: Mummies and Then They Were Gone, tan-renga poem collaboration by Genie Nakano and Dean Okamura. Source: Mummies and Then They Were Gone, tan-renga at Spillwords.com
Mummies and Then They Were Gone, tan-renga at Spillwords.com
Spillwords.com presents: Mummies and Then They Were Gone, tan-renga poem collaboration by Genie Nakano and Dean Okamura. Source: Mummies and Then They Were Gone, tan-renga at Spillwords.com
Spoken word Performance~~apocalypse poetry
A community spoken word performance. Food, wine, laughter and spoken word. Linda Singers Apocalypse poets kept us on the edge our seats. Photo of Genie by Linda Singer.
Storyteller
Originally posted on Genie Nakano:
the wind blowing through my hair there is so little time let’s jump above the gust and dance with the wind. Genie Nakano This is the cover of book I wrote–a collection of tanka, “StoryTeller”. The photo was taken by Ed Ito in 1978–then I transformed it into a litho.…
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