Tag Archives: feminism

A Valentine dance

re-blogging for today — Valentines day February 14, 2023 I have a dream where no secrets lie between us intimacy our perfume laughter is our music love our key of C in the glow of moon light we forever tango Eternity or hill top view with rolling fields of memories the grapes of wrath haveContinue reading “A Valentine dance”

Pointing to the Moon

Once upon a time I was in a dancer’s body high kicks and splits on the count of one two three finger pointing to the moon tell it like it is rheumatoid sets in with carbon steel hips the cards fall this way now deal at the airport my hip replacement triggers alarms so muchContinue reading “Pointing to the Moon”

Kwan Yin in my Garden

Kwan Yin doesn’t want to hear my problems any more draped in silence her lips in samadhi smile now it’s time to pack my wisdom and travel light Genie Nakano, 5/1/22

Obsession — Daughter of the Moon

my daughterthe old man saidyou are paleand need more yangearth between your toes Obsessed, Daughter stays in her room. She opens the windows and stares out at the sky. Her black hair streaked by moonlight, glistens. Her skin casts an ephemeral blue. Chanting deep into the night, her eyes grow dark and somber. in aContinue reading “Obsession — Daughter of the Moon”

Murasaki

a wise woman in Norwich, England once said “When we are old and careless” inside my bones clattered for a moment I was free. cold bones luke warm blood wrists of a sparrow no wings. my left hip clicks in a silver joint unstable yet balanced titanium tensile strength decrees to out last me. somethingContinue reading “Murasaki”