Nothings Solid ~~free verse/tanka

Molecules spacing outWider, longer, deeper –into airlight and sound go through meI am invisibleyet I am herecan you hear melike the windthat can’t be seenonly it’s effectsthe rustle of grassleaves dancing in treesinside mea tsunami crashingwhite rabbitsfrolicking on the foamnothing is solidspace wider, longer, deeperI, no longera woman, a humanjust space spacious spacebeyond skyspacing out…GenieContinue reading “Nothings Solid ~~free verse/tanka”

Storyteller

the wind blowing through my hair there is so little time let’s jump above the gust and dance with the wind. Genie Nakano This is the cover of book I wrote–a collection of tanka, “StoryTeller”. The photo was taken by Ed Ito in 1978–then I transformed it into a litho. This was done back inContinue reading “Storyteller”