The Now Again 2012
15 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
The Now – Again
What a science! If I’m at the sink doing dishes, and if I remember the slightest thing that hasn’t to do with the dishes, my being-ness has lost that moment and gone into the past or future. On the other hand, if I’m aware of devoting the dishwashing to, say, God,the action can indeed take place on two levels: the devotional and the active. But one doesn’t say “devote, devote, devote..,”. One takes that microsecond of devotional aim and goes back to the feel of the hand, the sight of the dish, whatever sense is dominating. It’s subtle. Senses and intellect hold the now – or should. Desire and wish belong to the non-now; take away from the now. (I’m thinking this through as I write – spontaneity. But I also have the tv on. Non-now. Non-spontaneity.) Subtle.
February 15, 2012
After Last Night 2012
11 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, circling round baths, vaguely about music Tags: arlene, bathtub, corwin, memory, nbsp, now, success, then
After Last Night
Sitting in the bathtub thinking
What a pity
That the memory
Gets in the way of now.
Last night’s success
Completely gone -
Departed,
Spent absolute.
No substitute.
If time is taken
To think ‘then’
(Just hours ago),
A method
To make then a ‘now’
Without
Losing the moment?
Maybe some can. I can’t.
Yet.
Bath Again 2.8.2012
Bath Book; Vaguely about Music;
Arlene Corwin
Always Nice To Couple 2012
09 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, birthday book, circling round eros
Always Nice To Couple
It’s always nice to couple
On a birthday:
Easy going, slow to fire,
Maybe yes, maybe no.
Unsure and slow
With privileges undiscovered
By the young:
The privilege of backing down,
Breaking off.
The privilege of heeding
Intuition’s guide,
Needing nothing, really -
Knowing that no one will feel insulted
If the one or other stops;
And knowing
That the unexpected
Suddenly can ‘pop’,
The best cork
Of the best champagne
Because,
The laws of love and candor
Reign.
Happy Birthday!
Always Nice To Couple 2.8.2012
Circling Round Eros; Birthday Book;
Arlene Corwin
06 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, birthday book, love relationships, special people special occasions
♥LOVING COUPLETS♥
2012
♥
GOOD NOT TO BECOME A STAR
OR BE TOO POPULAR.
WHEN REACHING SEVENTY AND FOUR,
NO ONE, INCLUDING YOU,
THINKS BACK TO TWENTY-TWO,
YOUR PRIME,
GIRLS CHASING ALL THE TIME
WHILE BREAKING DOWN YOUR DOOR
TO GET A GLIMPSE OF YOU
ONCE MORE.
LUCKY FOR THE PLANET EARTH
TO HAVE TATTOOED
UPON ITS FACE
A KENT:
THE BEST OF VIKING’S RACE.
♥
TO ALWAYS HAVE BEEN
LOVELY, QUIET, CLEVER KENT,
EVER PATIENT AND CONTENT,
CREATING THINGS FROM STICKS AND STONES,
NOT AFRAID TO BE ALONE,
HAPPY ON YOUR OWN,
CELEBRATING AN EVENT
OF TWENTY-SEVEN THOUSAND
AND TEN DAYS OF LIVING
IS THANKSGIVING OVERDUE.
HAPPY DAY OF BIRTH TO YOU!
♡♥♡♥♡♥♡
Loving Couplets 2.8.2012
Love Relationships; Birthday Book;
Special People, Special Occasions;
Arlene Corwin
I Cried Last Night 2011/2012
05 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, birth death & in between, birth death & in between II
I Cried Last Night
I cried last night – a different cry.
Reading where the character –
An old man, rabbi –
Lays down, dies;
The long term cause, old age,
The short term, cancer.
Age and sickness notwithstanding,
It was I projecting certainty,
A time foreseeable -
All our times expected. Mine.
Just then.
Unwillingly, I cried.
I cried. He’d died.
I cried. I’d died.
So sad and unexplainable.
I Cried Last Night 6.15.2011 (re-written, conclusion new 2.5.2012)
Birth, Death & In Between; Birth, Death & In Between II
Arlene Corwin
A Problem In Reduction 2012
04 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, the processes II
A Problem In Reduction
For the sake of my new public,
I’ll write shorter poems.
No more
Arriving at A4’s
Last row,
Theme drained and spent
At A4’s bottom.
Now to state
An essence, core, crux, spirit
That is short
And art.
Now to say the whole
In mini-forms that satisfy
The norms I go by -
Be an owl, a mole,
To reach a world,
Bigger, outer foreign; every child
Whose language I’ve not heard,
Avoiding trick and joke
That soothe my heart.
So translators can translate
Idiom, thought-through-slaved over.
Challenge, entertainment, woe?
Don’t know.
I’ll try.
(You see, it is already lengthy.)
Oy!
A Problem In Reduction 2.4.2012
The Processes; Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;
Arlene Corwin
Private Bidding 2012
02 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
Private Bidding
Send me strong and able helpers
To complement and aid.
I will turn from gold to jade,
Luster soft and mild and pure,
Strong as gold
To hold my offering
Enveloping
And nourishing the others
As my brothers
And the highest,
Above all.
Private Bidding 2.1.2010
God Book:
Arlene Corwin
Based on Hexagram 50 I Ching
Wilhem translation
Thinking On A Couch 2012
02 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, a sense of the ridiculous, the processes II
Thinking On The Couch
Energy you well may be:
Feeling and perceiving;
Sentient, silent, needless;
Happy.
If you were that energy,
Your me, would it be
Conscious?
Daily this of mystic bliss?
Questioning ad nauseum,
Pessimism underneath?
Writing volumes, leaving tantrumed
Anthem poems
In chasms of un-wisdom balsam
In the humdrum, valium of days?
Columned volumes all in rhythm,
Not an inkling of the outcome,
In the nestled bosom of unknown
For gleesome freedom
We all long for
In a system most succumb to?
Never victim,
Playing possum,
The sum total in a prism,
(Most a prison) of atomic bottoms,
Chasms of a ho-hum flotsam, trashy jetsam,
Plumbing problems of existence’
Schisms, crumbs of wisdom now and then,
Fathoming the truth in
Threads of theorem,
Hokum, totem, parting saint-dom,
From the void of venom, Sodom,
Sum, and question, rostrum’s podium
A systemlessness system
Aim@knowing.com company
The day eventual?
It’s probable.
Thinking On The Couch 1.30.2012
Sense Of The Ridiculous; Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;
Circling Round Reality;
Arlene Corwin
Conversation With An Idealess Pianist 2012
02 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, the processes II, vaguely about music
Conversation With An Idealess Pianist
Consent to it – it coming through,
With It creating endlessly
In rhythms strange
And structures new,
(Like flakes of snow).
Say, “Nothing’s coming out right now.
I’ll wait and see.
Perhaps tomorrow…
Maybe.”
Out of nowhere,
Chord, phrase, quicker hand -
A pianist to ‘beat the band’
(But not for always) just today,
An increase
Until object,
Target, purpose,
Angle shifts
(It goes in phases)
Once again.
Conversation With An Idealess Pianist 1.23.2012
Vaguely About Music; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;
Arlene Corwin
