Ken Okuno

ABOUT ME

It’s April in the global pandemic but still the breeze flexes the branches, shivers the leaves.  People live and die, aware of a couple of generations in front of them and a couple behind, a convoy of ships floating in time, hardly a speck in the sea of deep time.  What about me?  Well, a moment is still a moment.

This is what comes out of my moments:  music ethereal and earthly, my friends living their moments, my aspiration to express my dog nature, some poems …

 
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