Frozen In Time 2010
12 Nov 2010 Leave a Comment
in 2010, circling round nature, circling round time, circling round vanities, circling round woman, circling round wrinkles, pure nakedness
Frozen In Time
The tendency,
The wish to be
The shiny sun of twenty-one
That looked out from
A malleable place
Inside that face
Of innocence and gullibility;
Mute kingdom
Of the ignorant.
One sees the now-jowls,
Howls,
And asks oneself
Would I prefer to be
Time frozen, young forever?
Never!
I know all about it.
I’m re-routed;
More alive than Arlene
Twenty smooth-faced Nover ever
Was.
Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Nature; Pure Nakedness;
Arlene Corwin
© Frozen In Time; 5.1.2010
Fooling Father Time 2008
11 Nov 2010 Leave a Comment
in 2008, birth death & in between, circling round nature, circling round time, circling round vanities
Fooling Father Time
Is Father Time a father?
Really, truly a creator?
A protector?
If it’s true, why do we trick
And flatten out new wrinkles – use the
Twinkly toes on rows of cream and salves?
If he were father, everybody’s kindly father,
Why would life be linear?
Smooth, chubby bodies
Turning skinnier,
Men and women readier
And ready for…their graves?
But we’re ‘worth it’,
Buying l’oreals and restylanes
And product lines to shave the lines
That so-called Father you’re-so-vain Time
Lays on us for what?
The point? There seems no point
In fooling ‘round with, fooling time –
And you don’t have to call him father.
© Fooling Father Time 9.21.2008
Birth, Death & In Between; Circling Round Nature;
Circling Round Wrinkles; Time; Circling Round Vanities;
Arlene Corwin
Looking At Sean Connery, Eighty 2010
12 Oct 2010 Leave a Comment
in 2010, birthday book, circling round time, circling round vanities, circling round wrinkles, special people special occasions
Looking At Sean Connery, Eighty
Looking at Sean Connery
(In magazines my sister in-law gives me)
I think, “Looking good!”
Then I think, “Perhaps that’s ‘cause he
Has a beard.
How easy when you’ve got a beard -
A moustache too.”
When I reach eighty,
Can I be a Connery,
Looking good as Sean?
Moustache, beard are out
(Not that I couldn’t grow one.)
Now to find that inner clout
To keep my world a stage,
Fool age
While wrinkle weighs down
Cheek, jaw, chin.
Fall back on
Substance,
Obvious. yes?
Birthday Book; Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Vanities; Circling Round Time; Special People, Special Occasions; Arlene Corwin
© Looking At Sean Connery Eighty 9.20.2010
I Am The Past 2010
22 Sep 2010 Leave a Comment
in 2010, circling round time, our times our culture
I Am The Past I am the past. I am no longer what goes on. I have, I work the present, But when reading magazines I see, I am the past. It isn’t strange. I change, The latest scenes Don’t interest me – repetitions So familiar; Shifted, substituted: names. Everything on offer screams: I am the past.
© I Am The Past 9.17.2010 Our Times, Our Culture; Circling Round Time; Arlene Corwin
My Middle Name Is Faith 2001 2004
10 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
in 2001, 2004, birth death & in between, circling round time, circling round woman, circling round wrinkles
My Middle Name Is Faith
It’s not that I don’t like it,
It’s that I’ve not yet embraced it,
Happening as it does, or seems
To do, so quickly overnight.
A process that I still don’t understand – not quite.
An age, the wrong side of the wrong side;
Stronger, weaker, ripened, mellow;
Still a seeker; seasoned fellow
Still preparing.
There are signs of maturation,
Both the rotting and the sprouting,
Yet the outer still concerns me:
Hanging, wrinkling, liver spots,
Graying hair and graying grin,
Growths like grain,
Red blotches, blots
Of pigment loss on what was porcelain;
Dropping off, a muted snore,
Dryness in the privates sore;
Swellings, shrinkings, pills galore -
Costing more
Than they are worth.
It comes so quickly, or it seems to –
Deficits and extra needs
In karmic keeping with the deeds.
Still, it fosters going inwards,
Digging deeper, hunting it;
Hunting something fall- and spring-less,
Everything-ness
In its self.
My middle name is faith.
©My Middle Name Is Faith 4.19.2001 2.5.2004
Circling Round Woman; Time; Circling Round Nature;
Birth, Death & In Between; Circling Round Wrinkles; Arlene Corwin
More Examination Observation 2002 2004
09 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
in 2002, 2004, birth death & in between, circling round nature, circling round time, circling round woman, I Is Always You is We, nature of & in reality
More Examination Observation
Sixty eight and something’s new: Breasts are lower – larger too. The bad, the good -as usual. Relatively new, I need new time To melt into a new quiescence, Seeing beauty in two breasts That used to stand and stick right out. Time to see them not as symbol When I thought them much too small, Not as symptom, But as guests whose fall Gives rise to modesty, An I-less anonymity: A mild, non-thought, non-value thing - But valued as an old dear Ming, An autumned spring, a non-inviting flavoring Enduring, non-alluring, lowering: Time for giving in. K. can always see the bright side. I see death come closer; Chains and series; night ride To a darker place. I’ve got no choice. (It could be worse.) It’s time to go from strength to strengths, From self-display to coming-out To celebrate an ageing part; Leave behind the body doubt And gadding ‘bout And preening what was only wart To an arlene-ing of the heart, The voice and head Instead.
© More Examination, Observation 02.8.7 (revised04.9.20) Circling Round Nature; Circling Round Woman; Nature In & Of Reality; Birth, Death & In Between; I Is Always You Is We; Pure Nakedness; Time; Arlene Corwin
Sixty eight and something’s new:
Breasts are lower – larger too.
The bad, the good -as usual.
Relatively new, I need new time
To melt into a new quiescence,
Seeing beauty in two breasts
That used to stand and stick right out.
Time to see them not as symbol
When I thought them much too small,
Not as symptom,
But as guests whose fall
Gives rise to modesty,
An I-less anonymity:
A mild, non-thought, non-value thing -
But valued as an old dear Ming,
An autumned spring, a non-inviting flavoring
Enduring, non-alluring, lowering:
Time for giving in.
K. can always see the bright side.
I see death come closer;
Chains and series; night ride
To a darker place.
I’ve got no choice.
(It could be worse.)
It’s time to go from strength to strengths,
From self-display to coming-out
To celebrate an ageing part;
Leave behind the body doubt
And gadding ‘bout
And preening what was only wart
To an arlene-ing of the heart,
The voice and head
Instead.
Midsummer Party #1 #2 2002 2004
09 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
in 2002, 2004, birth death & in between, circling round nature, circling round time, nature of & in reality, Uncategorized
Mid-, the height, the longest, light,
A day which, catching hold
Of loss and cold,
Is time that never can recur -
Day never coming back;
A sun that stays up all the night
And on till dawn
With eating, drinking, friends, the pack
Carousing light-night long
To joke and celebrate the wait-for-what:
A curtain that for certain
Falls or opens summer’s tent.
Midsummer Party #2
June seventeenth:
Approaching mid; the height;
The longest, lightest day.
And I am hit,
Encompassed by a hint
Of loss,
The tint of cold,
Of one more year;
Of age foretold,
And days one never can get back:
Time that cannot return.
June seventeenth: the main concern:
Eating, drinking, friends, the pack
Of relatives; to celebrate
And stay up late.
And here I sit up with the solstice:
Life in death’s becoming.
Flirting and forgetting laws:
High; low; the effects of cause.
Midsummer party:
Curtain waiting for a fall;
We, not thinking that we’re running out of funny hats,
Unending years and festivals.
Manipulating Time 2002
09 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
in 2002, circling round time, vaguely about music
Manipulating Time
Manipulating Time
Into [time]
[Time] in two
In tune [with time]
Time deep in self –
Deep in and out of nowhere
That prolongs,
Contracts,
Manipulating for more room
Within its frame. How nice!
An inexpensive price to pay
For elongating night and day:
Your life; more life to claim;
More time to soar;
More life that’s yours.
©
Manipulating Time 02.5.23 Circling Round Time; Vaguely About Music; Arlene Corwin
Little Pieces of Time 2010
08 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
Little Pieces of Time Looking back and looking at … It all amounts to little pieces Portioned out: Little chunks of time connected To the kernel, Core eternal, temporal. Looking back and looking at… No matter how important & life changing Any luxury or legacy that gave a bit More comfort, comes to little: Segments, fractioned out, Our works, our lives into a kit. Appear…and disappearance. Looking back and looking at - It all amounts to little pieces Portioned out: Little chunks of time connected To the kernel, Core eternal, Temporal; Putting us – our works, our lives - Into perspective’s kit. ©Little Pieces Of Time 04.2.11(02.2.16 Circling Round Time; Arlene Corwin
Linnea Is Dying 2010
08 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
in 2010, birth death & in between, circling round time, mother book, Uncategorized
Linnea Is Dying Noon June 29,2007
Linnea is dying.
We will honor her
By penning on the hands of Time.
A morphined sleep,
The morphined comfort a reward
In tumored head,
God leading.
We will honor her with poetry –
The written word
A record
For Eternity.
Memories and memory to honor her,
This excellent mother;
Before name is on that stone,
A paper honor of her own.
We must honor even it,
The quiet sleep away from life.
Perhaps she goes to heaven’s secrets;
Maybe to return.
Higher than all sentiment,
Than tears;
Word’s love expression.
Dying -
Never dead.
Linnea Is Dying 07.6.07 Birth, Death & In Between; Circling Round Time; Mother Book; Arlene Corwin
