the sound of his flute bounce off canyon rocks fish jump within a dancing river in the land of Quechan genie nakano, 6.4.22 Quechan, a native American tribe always lived in the Southwest’s Colorado River Valley area. Quechan–those who descended by way of water.
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protected~~monoku
In 2005 my husband and I went on a Buddhist pilgrimage. We traveled through Buddha’s path from birth to nirvana. We loved India so much we returned 3 more times.Someday we would love to hop on a jet and travel again. When–we don’t know…
tonight~~tanka
tonight I’m going out to count the stars wait up for me I will bring some back Genie Nakano, 2016
Hard to imagine~~~tanka and prose
Memorial~~haiku
Dads ashes in the guest bedroom Memorial Day Genie Nakano Photo of dad, Tom Nakano, during WW2 Dad’s Ashes ……
Spring ~~Haiku
Mom pushes me out of the womb Spring Breeze genie nakano, 3/23/22
… a tanka
chatter chatter chat the magpie in my head open the cage set it free there is so little time… Genie Nakano Published in Self- Portrait Tanka Society of America Members’ Anthology Michael H. Lester, editor
leap~~haiku
Bumpinto surpriseleap into miracles Genie Nakano1/22/22 Published in Haikuniverse: 1/30/2022
my lover~~Tanka
my lover tells all my secrets nothing stays inside a paper sliding door torn by the wind Genie Nakano
there are days like this…tanka series
there are days like this… the weatherhas changed to misty greysummerheld in check and global heatis swept under cover that is…until the fires sweep againstrange thingshappening to our air, waters, soilstirring doubts at tea parties why bear childrenin a world that won’t be aroundmuch longerso the prophets claim I still have hopeI guess–maybe–who careslet theContinue reading “there are days like this…tanka series”
Genie Nakano 