Angel mankeep growing those wingstogether we’ll fly out of here. Genie Nakano, on “Spillwords”, today, Sept.29,2020 November 3, 2020, USA votes– that’s when we fly!
A ballet dancer looks at herself in the mirror everyday as a matter of fact a check on reality a retired ballet dancer–facts change is that really me in the mirror the front or the back bring out the bike the scales take a walk retard–the old bastard of time some say lucky to beContinue reading “A Retired Dancer”
Somewhere in the land of enchantment heroines live, thrive… Kamala Harris Genie Nakano, August 21, 2020
Once upon a time I considered living in a monastery. Temple life seemed so much more peaceful than worldly living. However, Theravada Buddhism monks must be celibate. I wondered why but never talked about it with the monks. So this is my fantasy poem for all my monk friends who live a life of celibacy.Continue reading “Om Mani Padme Hum ~~Celebrate not Celibate”
the tree to the telephone says “keep your wires to yourself” let me grow my way Genie Nakano
Before Japan was performed as short songs in five lines short long short long long Heian imperial court was well versed in tanka after a love affair exchanges of erotic tanka was expected proper etiquette Women were the best of tanka’s golden era yearning, soaring tales of love, nature, war passion prevailed In 750 ADContinue reading “A Floating World…poetic history of tanka”