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The Grass is Green

written by: Genie Nakano



looking at my hand
the lines and crevices
foreign to me
yet, they map a story
from long ago

I immerse my hand
in a bowl of rose water
flying past the past
memories of sweet youth
bloom instantly

hide and seek
everyone come out and play
spin the statue
watch the world go round
the grass is green and soft

Genie Nakano

Genie Nakano

Genie Nakano is a writer, poet and performance artist. She has a weekly poet column in the Rafu Shimpo, an international Japanese and English Newspaper. She is an award winning writer and poet and published in haiku and tanka journals. She has three poetry books available on Amazon. Currently she lives in with her husband and two dogs. She loves teaching Gentle Yoga and Zumba and being with good friends and family.
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