Nori *wrapped aroundsteaming ricewanting it to be me and you so far awayin your solitary thoughtscome herelet’s make sweet mochi together take a bitefulfill your desiresbefore it gets coldno time to waste let usbreakfast the sundrip honeyfrom the moontaste life endlessly Genie Nakano,originally published in International Tanka, Tokyo Japan, editor Aya Yuki Mochi: Pounded riceContinue reading “Sweet Mochi * + Dessert”
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Rebirthing
I try to keep up and optimistic but these are very trying times and I’ve had some dismal thoughts. Writing always keeps me from falling off the edge. So here goes another one…. It’s too much on to another life, she said as she pointed the gun to her head she forgot the rule ofContinue reading “Rebirthing”
Om Mani Padme Hum ~~Celebrate not Celibate
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”
Invitation to Peace
Invitation to Peace early morning these days no T.V. no radio prone to quietness I meditate everyday the same way like sitting on a rabbit’s foot I feel safe and lucky bound by our desires I watch the incense rise busy busy busy thoughts busy buzzing clear the space toss them out watch them flyContinue reading “Invitation to Peace”
further farther beyond
Further, Farther and Beyond bright eyes lashes fluttering into mine time to play she says– wake up no, you cannot sleep on puffy pillows we pretend to eat a feast savory and sweet calorie free for me eat it all and then plastic fruit knives, forks and spoons dish up colorful makeContinue reading “further farther beyond”
Soshite (Complete)
I am writing because the blog lost the last five stanzas–sorry… Soshite Cold outside fingers cramp and freeze my age is showing like a fallen slip so… slap on the blush gloss the lips piggy bank more time I’m not ready for elderhood my heart is still a child my body is merely disobedient so…Continue reading “Soshite (Complete)”
Rain
A bittersweet tanka series. Many years I’ve mourned my unborn child…