The Living Game: Variations On A Theme 1997
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The Living Game: Variations On A Theme
I’ve written about everything:
Politics, the politic,
Religion, creativity,
Love, the mind’s activity,
Music, art, the self as critic,
Life and death and birth and age,
The accidents of war and rage,
Nature: mushrooms, dogs and cats,
Local mice, the local rats,
Local duck and local lake;
Cheesecake, earthquake, heartache, mistake.
I have even written that
I‘ve written about everything –
And what is the conclusion?
All one’s done is change the name.
Underneath it’s all the same.
If you understand the rule
Of commonness, difference,
Varied theme and cadence,
Then you’ve life within a capsule
And you’ve won the living game.
©
The Living Game: Variations On A Theme 97.10.17Nature Of & In Reality; Circling Round Reality; The Processes:Creative,Thinking, Meditative;
Pure Nakedness; Revelations Big & Small;
Arlene Corwin
Locating God 2012
21 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, God book, the processes II, to the child mystic II
Locating God
A-bed,
A-morning
Going through
The cortex,
Hemispheres,
Up and down the spine
To limits mine,
To fortify
This imperceptibility:
Not imaginary
Yet concealed
As yet
This morning –
Not for always.
Locating God 1.19.2012
God Book; The Processes; Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;
To The Child Mystic II;
Arlene Corwin
Snowdrops In The Cemetery 2012
18 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, birth death & in between II, circling round nature, nature of & in reality
Snowdrops In The Cemetery
Unbelievable!
With no idea
If one should praise
The weather
Or shed tears in January,
Snowdrops showing in the cemetery.
Lars is to be buried here,
The service not an hour ago.
Light but mystical
To those who ‘heard’,
Sensible to all the others.
Fueling all in one or other way,
It fueled the whole.
Coffee, anecdotes and cake
Laughter, memories and talk
And afterwards the walk
Through graveyard to the car
And on the way the snowdrops growing
In a month
Entirely
Wrong.
Snowdrops In The Cemetery 1.13.2012
Nature Of & In Reality; Birth, Death & In Between II;
Circling Round Nature;
Arlene Corwin
First Aide 2012
18 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, the processes II
First Aide
What’s the thing you think of
Waking,
Coming to
All cloudy, trying
To hold on
To dream?
Images interpreted
Or failed to be…
Abandoned, fruitless
I do something
In my nature
Since a child. I
Go to brain,
Climb in
And feel out
Left, right, center/back, front, under,
Thinking, sensing
That I’m feeling.
Feeling really.
Really feeling.
What’s the difference?
Best aide to the waking.
First Aide 1.11.2012
The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;
Arlene Corwin
Because Of Fear 2012
18 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
Because Of Fear
Ruled by fear, he sits at home.
Not out in years
Nor in a dentist’s chair,
Teeth rotting, missing,
Dread of falling down the stairs
(Three or four at his front door)
He sits at home, the TV going
While assuring those he phones
That he’s not really watching.
In an armchair he calls throne
He sits alone,
The throne not king’s –
More beggar/clown.
His drinking’s slowed,
His ‘pot’s expanding;
Cigarettes smell up his pants
And everything else in the house.
The legs go like an old, old man’s -
Weakened by disuse.
A man who once had perfect pitch,
Once in demand by groups and bands,
Perfect ‘time’, his bass sublime;
Those gifted hands
Have stopped, a clock unwound.
He’ll never wind it up again
Unless a wonder intercedes.
He needs
a miracle.
Because Of Fear 1.10.2012
Vaguely About Music;
Arlene Corwin
Access To Another Reality 2012
18 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
Access To Another Reality
My husband showers,
I take baths,
Luxuriating in the tub,
Sitting submarined,
My scrub-a-dub-dub duck around.
My character shows: sybaritic.
Showerer shows his: ascetic,
Doing all his stuff outdoors,
I train on floors.
He takes his walks,
I, talk in my computer talk.
Who’ll live the longer?
I in my enameled bubble,
He in his one day of stubble.
We are happy;
Probably
Both doubly good and bad
In more than one reality.
Access To Another Reality 1.17.2012
Circling Round Baths;
Arlene Corwin
No Secrets & Other Thoughts 2012
15 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, our times our cultureII, the processes II
No Secrets (and Other Thoughts)
As paranoiac as the next;
It is society –
The cameras watching me.
Not exactly,
But you get my gist,
For there is nothing on my laptop
You can’t see.
I have no secrets.
Simple with veracity,
I haven’t got a hundred passwords
That would make me crazy,
Bending over backwards
To compromise
With fear.
Overlaps:
Modern life, expansion, fullness,
Plethora to taking from
And no way to be rid of it.
Somewhere In the pile
Lies a good’un.
Well, It must.
Friends dying:
Feeling:
Nothing.
Thinking,
The immediate.
Response glib, searching,
Saying yes to being, breathing
Torso, limbs and senses
Animated,
Here.
No Secrets (and Other Thoughts) 1.8.2012
Our Times, Our Culture II; The Processes; Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;
Arlene Corwin
A Friend 2011/12
15 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2011, 2012, birth death & in between II, special people special occasions
A Friend
Died yesterday.
Peacefully.
Away from
Dopamine-less,
Speechless shaking.
Waking
To the feel of light,
Serenity,
And energy.
Unoriginal, banal:
This thing of death;
Too soon.
We mourn
An Eie gone but clothed
In strength again.
Eie rhymes with play-a.
A Friend 12.22.2011/12
Birth, Death & In Between II; Special People, Special Occasions;
Arlene Corwin
Zope 2012
15 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, our times our culture, our times our cultureII
Zope
Zope is at the end
Because
It is the last thought sent
From in the range
Of our resources.
Zope is hope
For something good;
Faith-filled optimism
Wanting, nay, expecting.
And it does not measure time:
It’s open.
In our times, our culture
Lies the worst of rhymes: a vulture
Waiting…
Which itself may be no longer…
Carrion that’s it, she, he
May be no longer.
But there’s zope
Which clings to possibility.
The last poem on the list.
Zope 1.15.2012
Our Times, Our Culture;
Arlene Corwin
Thoughts 2012
14 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, a sense of the ridiculous
Thoughts 1.14.2012
Spiritually oriented, integrative, pragmatic, concrete actively participating in the world around according to my limitations and boundaries, I see without having to look.
It is impossible to avoid watching the world as it acts. Not that there are those who don’t try, numbing themselves with drugs and entertainment while Rome burns.
Living is painful, I admit.
A ship sinks, the stock market falls, an extraordinary storm, a quake, a tsunami, a flood, terrorist acts on holy days in places marked for holy visits, simultaneous revolutions, wars, corruption high and low, a nuclear catastrophe.
Everywhere.
And in the list mood, species wiped out daily, starvation, oil spills, amazons eroded, cut down, the human sperm rate weaker, foods, boobs, faces, bottoms, calves and chins not real, technologic speed, postponing and producing death.
Expansion/contraction. The names no longer do. Adjectives like cruel, greedy, vain and foolish: inadequate. In fact, the words for our times and culture cannot describe our time, our culture. Reality is so much more.
Yes here I am, words the weapon and personal savior; senses, mind and words, groping as they do.
In the negative sits the positive. Every force has an equal and opposite energy.
Suffering hurts. Observing it fosters compassion. Anger is uncomfortable. One can’t stay angry forever – not without longing and reaching for balance and calm. Resentment is unsustainable. There is hope.
In One Of Those Moods 2011
14 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2011, the processes II
In One Of Those Moods
In one of those moods,
Understanding soothes the brain,
Everything has purpose:
Strangers, meetings, conversations
All by chance;
Enlightening,
Enhancing,
Dancing to the tune
Of experience.
In One Of Those Moods 9.13.2011
The Processes; Creative, Thinking, Meditative II:
Arlene Corwin
