sometimes I fall when I smell the back of your neck like a puzzle falling into place Genie Nakano, 1991
Category Archives: saddness
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”
The Revenge of the Flan~~Poetry
She is different than us….
Looking Inside my husband’s brain
Sometimes I write for therapy as I did when I wrote this piece. Hideki my husband had a stroke and on his brain a hematoma. He was in the hospital. The hematoma was bleeding. Toto had just died and Bodhi was in the hospital with a rare blood disease IMHA in critical condition. I wasContinue reading “Looking Inside my husband’s brain”
The Meek Shall Inherit the Earth at Spillwords.com
today, tomorrow,now Spillwords.com presents: The Meek Shall Inherit the Earth written by Genie Nakano – I was born in Boyle Heights, CA…known as the barrios of East L.A. Source: The Meek Shall Inherit the Earth at Spillwords.com Press here to read i–the meek shall inherit the earth
Haiku~~farewell regrets
Letting go so hard for the falcon holding its prey… Genie Nakano, July 6, 2021( inspired by Grace of the Sun)
Metro“~~“Haiku
some nights urban life– is not living genie nakano, 6.20.21
Solstice~~haiku
the lightness the darkness summer solstice Genie Nakano, June 15, 2021
Blood Red
He lies on the floorunable to move or speakI leave him therethat angry manand let his mind expire the ambulance arrivescarries him awayhe cannot movethe right half of himis paralyzed my youth spent away living in a den of darknessthe bedroom was onlya place for bitter dreams beaten by his temperneglected by his needfor wealthIContinue reading “Blood Red”
Silver
casting downon my skin, a silver moonhow can needs be fulfilled, when what is wanted is not needed Genie Nakano, Originally published in Rafu Shimpo and Colorful Lives