Together…Tanka

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Angel man
keep growing
those wings
together we’ll
fly out of here.

Genie Nakano, on “Spillwords”, today, Sept.29,2020

November 3, 2020, USA votes-- that's when we fly!

	

Again…

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music in the room
gets us rocking on our feet
we turn around
Lose our heads
fall in love again

Genie Nakano



Genie Nakano originally published in “Coloring In”, tanka response/Gerry Jacobson/Coordinated by Amelia Fielden 2016 GINNINDERRA PRESS

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Tombo, tombo

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Tombo, tombo
alights on a river rock
iridescent
as the wandering wizard
takes a break

Genie Nakano





“Tombo” means Dragonfly in Japanese.

Little star~ ~haiku

the little star
that keeps on blinking
I got your message

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the little star
that keeps on blinking
I got your message
Genie Nakano


originally published in HSA Anthology
, 2016

Insomnia

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 up many hours of the night trying to comfort him. It’s so sad to see my little guy in pain. I hope he heals but he is an elder — I think 17 years a rescue so I really don’t know how old.

Photography: Raphael Raphael, 2020

A death poem…

let me
be a raindrop
falling
deep into the earth
wildflowers in the spring
Genie Nakano, 2019

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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 nature of death in an impermanent and transitory world.” (Wikipedia)