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written by: Genie Nakano



A depression sets in every October. This is the month my father died and when he passed a crater greater than the world and universe beyond scraped the pit of my stomach.

With the onset of the tenth month—warm shots of whiskey before bedtime and meditation in the morning, help me make it through the nights.

Somewhere in Seattle maple leaves glisten in gold and red but here in my shell, a deep void

the sun left
and took the summer
only the rain
and clouds
fall behind

Genie Nakano

Genie Nakano

I was born in Boyle Heights, CA. known as the barrios of East L.A. I am a journalist for The Rafu Shimpo and have written three books of Haiku and Tanka. My latest is "Colorful Lives" a tanka and adult coloring book. Tanka, the elder elegant sister of haiku, is my favorite form of writing it keeps me succinct and musical at the same time. After all..tanka means "short Song".
I was a professional dancer and photographer for many years. Currently I teach Yoga and tanka at the Japanese Cultural Institute In Gardena, CA.
Genie Nakano

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