raw oystersshe remembers herfirst time Genie Nakano
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”
TwilightI dance with my shadowthe perfect partner Genie Nakano, 12.24.20
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”
Four thousand years old, tanka/waka is the oldest form of poetry in Japan. Coming to America 1957 and flourishing all over the world. July 29, Thursday 2:00P PM join us….
REBIRTH Rebirth written by: Genie Nakano In the sauna purging last night’s sins as the sweat rolls down my breasts forgiven and feeling fine Originally published in Spillword.com and Ribbons a tanka journal