This is my man through crashes and bashes drama and flight it hasn’t always been a delight but somehow, we make it shake it and bake it I have no books no rules of the game I’m a child from a broken home I’m a dreamer who watched the silver screens no one told meContinue reading “He came in an autumn wind and stayed”
She is different than us….
Orale Pues…. The back story… For a long time, I wished I was a Chicana. I wanted beautiful dark eyes with long thick lashes like Maria Duran. I wanted to hully gully like Theresa Navarro. I guess you could call it ‘identity issues. At thirteen I started smoking and wanted to be grown up. MyContinue reading “Orale Pues”
keep growing those wings
we’ll fly out of here.
single tanka published in Spillwords, 2020
Today I forced the morning glory up the trellis– to be or not to be. Genie Nakano, August 18, 2021
a camera is a tool for learning how to see without a camera. Dorothea Lange Inspired by Goff James’s Website on WordPress.com, Art, Photography and Poetry The photos in the mirrors reflection were taken by Genie Nakano, lithographic process in cyanotype. A very old way of processing your film with sun rays– an early morningContinue reading “my camera~~quote Dorothea Lange”
skating… over mid-life up hill Haiku by : Genie Nakano, June 20, 2021
I wish upon a cloud summer rain… genie nakano, 6/23/21
rocks in a tumblersmoothing down the edges haiku Genie Nakano, 6.18.21
men and womenwearing Buddha head hair bunscool summer… Genie Nakano,June 16, 2021originally published in Purple Press…Storyteller Photo by Genie Nakano…”The Buddha in my Backyard” June 14, 2021