Photo:Genie Nakano, Kyoto, Japan 2018, "A Mall"
Love is Contagious
I wrote this before I knew the severity of the Corona Virus. Sadly I was mistaken. I was ashamed of what I wrote and trashed it. I just took it out of trash. If only this is just a bad dream and we'll all wake up. "I'm a dreamer and probably will be one forever." Here in L.A. it's a cold grey day but I'm warming up inside change is about to happen let's make this a happening the virus is here it's been here since the Spanish flu a pandemic in 1918 and now it's number 19 I read about it so it must be true I'm eating well I promise to stay healthy until death do I part teaching Yoga and Zumba classes and congregating in groups people are what keep us strong they can't take that away from us humans we left caves long ago I'm no doctor yet this I know-- we must wash our hands from fear keep on washing, keep on washing I know-- prayer meditation and love creates more serotonin and serotonin more immunities so, keep the love bug working Love is contagious so spread love everywhere from your heart in your thoughts, in your actions let love fly, anyway you can om, shanti, shanti om, Genie Nakano ,3/10/20
"I know that I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one." John Lennon
Pink Dolphins and Parallel Moons
I changed the title of this series....Having trouble with a title. If you have any suggestions for a title--please help.) In my dream, a firefly lights my way hummingbirds drip honey, ocean waves rise in sync with my breath the Amazon's pink dolphins mate with virgins another Mary is born our world turns upside down as the moon floats far away a parallel moon with an umbilical cord, connects us to another system transforms us into "annica" we digest air no need to eat, poop and waste we are here for the moment and the moment is here blink your eye and you are there shut your eyes to see where you are blink, close, behold and open before I fell asleep mother sang me fairy tales of a world full of magic that's why I believe in god Oct. 5, 2019 (Originally published in Rafu Shimpo an International Japanese Newspaper)
Mood Indigo written by Genie Nakano at Spillwords.com
Spillwords.com presents: Mood Indigo, a tanka prose, written by Genie Nakano – I was born in Boyle Heights, CA… known as the barrios of East L.A.
Source: Mood Indigo written by Genie Nakano at Spillwords.com
Counting my Breath
Counting my Breath what can you say about the sun, moon, stars while sky holds them up do they have a choice looking out my window figures walk their dogs some run some trot some stop to smell the roses I planted on the curb I watch them sniff then off they go please spread their sweetness everywhere and come back again I'm waiting for my transformation when I love everyone and everything-- "all sentient beings" tomorrow will come in less than 24 hours the sun will shine the moon will rise sky has no judgements perhaps a critical mass is due but let's leave the people out of this equation patience is the antidote to anger I'm counting my breath as I turn blue April 23, 2019 Originally published in Rafu Shimpo Japanese Newspaper
"Learning to ignore things is one of the great paths to inner peace " Robert J. Sawyer
Shamelessly written by Genie Nakano at Spillwords.com
Spillwords.com presents: Shamelessly, written by Genie Nakano – I was born in Boyle Heights, CA… known as the barrios of East L.A.
Source: Shamelessly written by Genie Nakano at Spillwords.com
At night our little black dog snuggles between us lies on his back and snores loudly snip, brush, snip around his furry face Bodhi loves it all tilts his head way back crooning to the moon Bodhisattva means, Buddha in training...' they say all good dogs go to heaven I hope to meet him there Originally published in "Colorful Lives", 2016
Akiko Yosano #2
Akiko is my favorite tanka poet. Her tanka were bold, sensuous and controversial. Here is my tanka in honor of Akiko and below it are examples of her tanka from the book "Tangled Hair." They were chosen randomly. The book is excellent and has 165 of her tanka, notes and her biography. Akiko wrote 50 tanka a day I wonder if she smoked and drank red wine 26 Softly I pushed open That door We call a mystery, These full breasts Held in both my hands 32 After my bath At the hot spring, These clothes As rough to my skin As the world 46 In love And frail as the stem Of this summer flower-- Yet will I bloom Deep red under a dazzling sun! 107 Inside the coffin Of my beautiful Friend, The flowers A riot of colors