Poet, Performer, Dancer, Storyteller, Yogini
Molecules spacing out
Wider, longer, deeper --
into air
light and sound go through me
I am invisible
yet I am here
can you hear me
like the wind
that can't be seen
only it's effects
the rustle of grass
leaves dancing in trees
inside me
a tsunami crashing
white rabbits
frolicking on the foam
nothing is solid
space wider, longer, deeper
I, no longer
a woman, a human
just space spacious space
beyond sky
spacing out...
Genie Nakano
October, 20017
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 and there he was sound a sleep. I climbed on a ladder to get a better look. I stroked his soft breast -- he wouldn't wake up. So I offered him water and blueberries and left him alone. The next day when I returned -- he was gone.
blessed by a hummingbird i've sprouted little wings this was originally a haiku works better as a tanka...
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
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
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.
Number: A Number: B
Dear Poet Friends:
I'm in the midst of self-publishing my fourth poetry book,
Wings on a Silk Veil, and I can't make up my mind on which cover to use.
Please help ....vote for A or B.
thank you,
Genie Nakano
Dance with the wind…from my book Storyteller.
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. This was done back in the day when everything was done in the darkroom. I cut out the moon on paper, the dots are glitter and the stars were sticky stars. I played in the darkroom until the sun came up.
In a dark room,
I play all night
Black and white photography–
magic in my hands.
tenderly
he takes me in his arms
spring waterfall...
Photo and haiku by Genie Nakano, Sri Lanka Falls
haiku published in Shaping Water, Moth Orchid Press, 2022
Genie Nakano