FavoriteLoadingAdd to favorites


written by: Genie Nakano



White cane tapping

He wants to cross the street

He is blind

so I stare shamelessly into his eyes

We are the same height

his blue eyes and my brown eyes

meet  perfectly

“Can I help you”?, I ask

He answers with a happy, “yes”

His arm through mine

We cross Olympic Blvd.

We part and never meet again.

molten sunset
I   f a n t a s I z e
a  longer story…

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

Latest posts by Genie Nakano (see all)

Read previous post:
Fell Out Of Time written by Daniel S. Liuzzi at Spillwords.com
Fell Out Of Time

Fell Out Of Time written by: Daniel S. Liuzzi @DanielSLiuzzi   I want to run scream and shout When I’m...