
GENIE’S LAMP: Unsung Waka
By GENIE NAKANO *waka means little song in Japanese poets many we are stuck in…
By GENIE NAKANO *waka means little song in Japanese poets many we are stuck in…
By GENIE NAKANO man on the corner says worlds going to end darkness prevails get…
By GENIE NAKANO melons bursting on the vine dripping with sweetness, our eyes cling to…
By GENIE NAKANO as night takes over the day and crickets start to thrum, she…
By GENIE NAKANO looking at my hand the lines and crevices look foreign to me…
By GENIE NAKANO Sky, you’ve been holding on too long pour it on, we need…
By GENIE NAKANO the train lost speed and just plain stopped no brakes needed natural…
By GENIE NAKANO white cane tapping he wants to cross the street he is blind…
By GENIE NAKANO Indigo sky above with a sliver of a crescent moon—- Aimi can…
By GENIE NAKANO dancing in ecstasy Motown rhythms rising yesterday’s sadness danced away at the…
By GENIE NAKANO blessed, I was born in May the month when my native land…
By GENIE NAKANO I’m oriental exotic, mysterious my eyes always half closed with a sultry…