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Golden Fan of Menopause a video
Golden Fan (Haibun)
This was my favorite fan… During menopause. Whenever hot flashes would arise – – I'd stand up peacock and wave a golden fan.
The sweat would pour down my face, roll down my chest, drip down and in circle, my nipples, and halt right there like a dripping, nursing goddess.
What a surge made you feel like something was really happening
And that Dewey flushed glow on your face – – like you just finished having – – oh, yes.
Well, now it's over. I miss those flashes of instant recognition and instant self-awareness. Now I'm on another phase.
Look. . .
A new moon
Rising
George Saunders~on how to live an unregretting life…
Don’t be afraid to be confused. Try to remain permanently confused. Anything is possible.
George Saunders
I read this today and it seems George and I share the same sentiments. Here are excerpts from a tanka poem I wrote ten years ago. I feel the same way today. Thanks George.
insecurities
always keep me young
my mind
is always changing
indecision keeps me growing
In the end
I like it that way
which way do I turn
right left
I'm not sure
Genie Nakano,
from Soshite, a tanka series
A Message~ Tanka Series
Dad
played piano
melodies
wandered
but he was steady
he
was too shy to dance
me
I love to dance
the gates of heaven open
time wears down
as pulse gets weaker
and feet can’t keep on beat
a sitar drones . . .
Dad I wonder
does this sadden you
as you recall
the earthly pains
before your final steps
ten years
after you passed
advice
from you in a dream
in clear prophetic words
Dad
your warm tears
falling
from the sky
rinse away my fears
January 24, 2021, written by Genie Nakano
Tom Nakano, June 16, 1921 – October 23, 1999
Women Hold up the Sky~~video
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Improv tanka poetry workshop at Torrance Library in Spring of 2023. Reading from Wings on a silk veil….
Moroccan Taqsim …..
Moroccan Taqsim
4 years old
Firebird by Stravinsky
My favorite song to dance
big sounds for little feet
Mom makes me a ballet costume
I love dancing alone
improv to music — my way
I love dancing
With a partner who gently
Guides me to heaven
Belly dancing
In Moroccan nightclubs
I’m over 55
Afraid to tell the truth about my age
Beaded costumes
Silk, veil, tablas, running riffs
Belly dancing
Wine and dine into the night
Euphoria and getting paid
A struggling
Modern dancer, with an MFA in dance
Unneeded…
Working as a belly dancer
My highest paying job
Photo by Jim Brewer
tell me your story~~haiku
This photo was taken by me during my travels in Viet Nam. I wrote a haiku and made it into a card. Just found it this morning--never sent it out. So today it is born.... March 7, 2024 Thursday
his arms around me…..
Nothing like
an old belt, he says
sits softly at the waist
like my arms around him
does not cinch or cut.
Genie Nakano
Relationships
the sun
the moon and 8 planets
with so much
space between them
they never argue
soon to be published in Ribbons,
Spring 2024 a journal of tanka
Poetry in Motion
Genie Nakano 