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
Influence 2011
02 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2011, circling round reality, our times our culture
Influence
Influence: Do you? Do I?
Have you? Have I?
All the editorialization
Of the agencies of ads –
Creating fads and trads?
Nothing that will last forever,
Influence an hour long.
I could be wrong.
It is a riddle,
My small circle with its ripples,
(Small, perennial and famous nipples
On the breasts of time)
Lasts, creating archetype and stories
That sustain the hymn;
An old, old testament holds sway
Over a future day
More than an hour long.
Influence 9.24.2007revised 12.18.2009/revised10.10.2011
Our Times, Our Culture; Circling Round Reality;
Arlene Corwin
Predictions 2011
02 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
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Predictions 12.6.2011
There was a time when prophets numbered just a few. Now, when almost everybody knows what’s happening in one way or another and if they can put two and two together, they can come up with prophetic predictions.
They see the starts and ends. They see the trends. We push buttons and we know.
And still we cannot stop a thing.
Nail Filing 2011
02 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2011, birth death & in between II, circling round time II, our times our culture
Nail Filing
Sitting there watching,
(Lifeline gone slack)
Romance-drama crap,
Moment ephemeral,
Not coming back.
A snail in a jail,
She files a nail,
Not batting an eye/I
To the moment she’s got:
Stupid, eh, what!
Letting time float,
The kernel of moment,
A colorless journal of treasure or rot.
Nail Filing 6.6.2004 /2000/03 version #1#2 re-written12.23.2011
Birth, Death & In Between II; Circling Round Time II;
Our Times, Our Culture;
Arlene Corwin
Formerely called Passing Moment
Dedication Circling Round Our Times, Our Culture published 2012
02 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
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Dedicated to Kent and Otto.
Getting Better
I’ve now got friends –
Well, two,
Who
Tell me when
My sentence
Is too long, too heavy,
Forced or wrong.
I,
Who work at ego-losing,
Go along with what they say.
They’re usually
Right.
Intuition
In the one,
In the other study
And exposure to the best.
In their literary arms I rest.
And so,
I’ve noticed
An improvement: slight, tangible
An upgrading on this very day.
But taste
And judgment have a rate
Of growth
Their own.
I’ve got two friends.
Two friends must do.*
*Writing by myself is one thing. Publishing by same self more complex, burdensome, responsible. The final product has so many extras – prefaces notwithstanding. One needs friends.
On Those Who Borrow 2011
02 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2011, definitely didactic, our times our culture
On Those Who Borrow
Can you think through the chinks,
Through the links of the chains
When you borrow but know about
somewhere inside?
Paying back, want making want,
Wish and needs
Derived from imaginings,
Wanton deficiencies,
Lured by the promise
That lurks in a luscious and lustrous glow,
To lurch, lunge and go
Toward a cost
And a loss,
Well, of course you can -
somewhere inside.
On Those Who Borrow 7.25.2008 revised 12.23.2011
Definitely Didactic; Our Times, Our Culture;
Arlene Corwin
The Witnesses 1995
29 Dec 2011 Leave a Comment
in 1995, our times our culture
The Witnesses
There are two ladies coming to the house.
They walk through rain and wood to get here.
They’re most kind
And if I mind, they’ll stop -
I haven’t tested them. It’s possible I will.
They do not t tramp on toes;
They’re most instructive and compelling.
That I’m Jewish and Vedantic makes me one of those
On whom they just adore whetting their drill, er, skill.
It’s early days.
They’ve got their ways of pushing, I suppose.
Still, I enjoy their efforts and their readings.
Who is fortunate enough to have two teachers filled
With reverence and references,
Deference and temperance,
Preferences and non-offensive
Girlish blind exuberance –
And full and total certainty
They’ve got the key
To me and my deliverance,
Deliverance and me.
The Witnesses 12.12.1995
Our Times, Our Culture;
Arlene Corwin
Record Keeper 2008
26 Dec 2011 Leave a Comment
in 2008, circling round nature, nature of & in reality, our times our culture
Record Keeper
Within five days
Two cyclones, earthquake:
America, Burma, China:
ABC.
Dark mysteries
In alphabetic sequence.
In nineteen seventy or so,
A groups of Yogic nuns I know,
Said “Many will go back to Father”.
Precognition or prediction?
Someone’s crazy predilection?
I would rather
That it hadn’t made much sense,
Such sense, the theory grounded in the curves
That manifested even then:
Technology
We never dreamed we’d see;
A blending of Pandora’s box
And Horsemen Four’s Apocalypse:
Viruses, conflicts, reversals.
One more tidbit I’d forgotten:
Earth’s reaction: Chile:
Mass evacuation,
Lavic rumblings – all within
The same five days.
“Many will go back to Father” –
Where and who he is.”
Deep, deep, deep we know somehow,
Those sandwich guys who vocalize,
Who roam the streets, despised and victimized
(Demosthenes and Socrates) know something true.
Ionized or carbonized,
Pulverized and terrorized
We sit surprised – and yet expecting.
They are right. It’s happening,
With many going back.
Record Keeper 5.13.2008
Our Times, Our Culture; Circling Round Nature; Nature Of & In Reality;
Arlene Corwin
Poet’s Protest 2011
25 Dec 2011 Leave a Comment
in 2011, circling round wrinkles, our times our culture
Poet’s Protest
Are we fools?
How dare they advertise
An anti-wrinkle cream
Using a dream girl
Not a day past thirty!
‘Dirty tricks’ were not confined
To Richard Nixon.
We, the sharper generation,
Gorgeous as we are as is,
Advised by punks of twenty-six
(the guys who run the agencies)
To do away with times of life
They’ve never had, know nothing of,
With promises they can’t fulfill,
For goals illusionary and degrading,
Rejecting disappointment I,
The blunt and pungent,
Jaunty regent,
Ancient in those agent’s eyes
Confront those dolts,
Affronted by their insults.
Poet’s Protest 9.27.2011
Our Times, Our Culture; Circling Round Wrinkles;
Arlene Corwin
