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in 2011, nature of & in reality, the processes II
Working Out In V’s
Some to yoga classes,
Some to Cuban drumming…
Some to jogging,
Some to traveling,
Exhibitions, lectures, concerts,
Cruises, courses, gardening:
All to work the muscle mind
Through variation’s vagaries.
I, whose means of working out
Is verity through poetry;
My own vernalization.
Working Out In V’s 11.27.2011
Nature In & of Reality; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;
Arlene Corwin
27 Nov 2011 Leave a comment
in 2011, I Is Always You is We, special people special occasions
I’ve Studied You
I’ve studied you,
Continue to…
Self-insistent, hyperbolic,
Never just, “I laughed”,
But …”laughed until I peed myself”.
(There really is just laughter,
all the rest hysteria):
Your conversation, what they said
And what they did,
With ‘I’ the center.
Knowing answers, you correct
Yet,
You are moody, melancholy,
Lachrymose, you cry a lot.
Lively conversation – no.
If interrupted, you blow up.
It’s a lively monologue,
Voluble and volatile.
The way to be around you
Is to smile,
Agree,
Give sympathy,
Make coffee, tea
And learn how much of that
Is me.
I’ve Studied You 11.21.2011
Special People, Special Occasions; I Is Always You Is We;
Arlene Corwin
27 Nov 2011 Leave a comment
in 2011, birth death & in between II, circling round vanities
The Losses
Not the losses,
But the watching:
Changes, alterations in
A generation
Aging, dying, disappearing.
Knowledge which,
Though solace to the vanity,
(you’re still alive – whoopee!)
Craves the ring of answer
That has not yet come.
The Losses 10.21.2008 (found on a scrap – reworked 11.26.2011)
Circling Round Vanities; Birth Death & In Between II;
Arlene Corwin
27 Nov 2011 Leave a comment
in 2011, nature of & in reality
Nothing Doesn’t Exist
Nothing doesn’t exist.
Everywhere there is a where
In vacuum, ether, air;
Everywhere a there
And something in it.
It was in fashion way back then
To talk about an ether medium;
A theory
“Assumed to permeate space,
Transmitting electromagnetic radiation”.
(Pocket Oxford Dictionary).
Then it went away,
The theory
Outmoded -dated and passé.
Today, as of the twentieth,
A team of Chalmers men
Has manufactured light
Inside
A vacuum.
I’ll have to check,
But what the heck,
I like it,
I believe it.
In fact, I more than like it.
It’s a solace.
Nothing Doesn’t Exist 11.20.2011
Nature Of & In Reality;
Arlene Corwin
19 Nov 2011 Leave a comment
in 2011, God book, to the child mystic II
God’s Location
Their there is here to Him.
Always a here
Having a where,
Its being in a whole.
Anything One
Must have a place,
Anything zero have none.
Absolute something
With properties reaching…
Neutrino or robot
(symbols both) have a spot.
Relation/relationship
To a location
With qualities,
Energies.
Think sun’s dominion:
Think light, heat, D vitamin
(One more analogy)
Think opposites,
Yin, yang and posit
The gunas,*
Their actions in Time.
Think string leading back
To a source that is always a pro and a con
A yin and a yang, never divorced
Or divorceable.
Subtle,
Each bit
Never split from the other:
Ineffable. – yes, beyond words.
In the bones of my logic, location.
Q. Why do I interest myself in these matters?
A.it makes me feel closer, the word being feel.
* According to Hindu philosophy all things existent have three qualities: sattwa (all that is light, wise, balanced, harmonic) rajas (all that is active) tamas (all that leans towards stagnation, the dark). These qualities have their applications in nature, human actions, everything that is. See the *Bhagavad Gita for a more detailed description.
God’s Location 10.12.2011
God Book; To The Child Mystic II;
Arlene Corwin
19 Nov 2011 Leave a comment
Silent Partner
We sit outside,
A warm November,
He, on upturned flowerpot,
I, on bench beside.
He sniffs the air, and I
Attempt
To imitate;
His ultra-sensitivity
Can smell the world –
The universe,
While I with zinc deficiency
Curse nostril x.
I aim my nose, as he does.
Nope, it doesn’t help.
Stretching upwards on the wall,
Clawing, sharpening,
His spine a spring,
The face and tongue express –
A nothing.
Focusing, mouth falling open,
Tongue a sliver
I’m the object of his life.
Silent partner suddenly
And always.
Silent Partner 11.12.2011
Cat Book;
Arlene Corwin
18 Nov 2011 Leave a comment
in 2011, circling round vanities, pure nakedness
Loss Of Vanity
Loss noticed:
Gradual and un-dramatic –
As if letting go.
It is a letting go.
No longer yearning for approval
From the neighbor; from the culture.
Free from fashion factory’s syndrome,
Factory fashions altogether.
They won’t know the why
Or even that there is no vanity.
They might say “Oh,
She’s letting herself go”,
And they’d be right. She’s undergone
A distancing,
A retrograde,
An understanding
That it doesn’t make a difference,
Self-importance an illusion.
Loss of fear – that’s what it is
That’s come at last.
Loss Of Vanity 11.18.2011
Circling Round Vanities; Pure Nakedness;
Arlene Corwin
17 Nov 2011 Leave a comment
in 2011, circling round vanities
Bubbles & Futility
The vanities; the list:
Ambition, status;
Looking good and thinking that
The looking good will last:
Boobies and big lips brigade,
A tattooed blip on sex’s radar;
Pretty houses much too big,
Only to be sold (when old),
The shindig over.
Pretty clothes – lots of them;
Fashions passing – left: the thread.
Day away trips. Tempered tedium,
Exchanging happiness you miss
For bliss that stays in photos, memories
That shred.
Varieties that render meaning to the days
Where strivings, yearnings,
Earnings, disappointments
All sit on a nothingness,
A vacuous futility that ends in coffins
Or empiric or pragmatic laugh-ins.
After all, how much of muchness
can you chase
Before the soap-bubbly balloon
Blows up your metaphoric face?
Vanity that underlies undermines,
Encouraging the crooked
Road years of our lies, er, lives.
Whereof, wherein, herein this book.
Bubbles & Futility 11.17.2011
Circling Round Vanities;
Arlene Corwin
07 Nov 2011 Leave a comment
in 2011, the processes creative thinking meditative
Plagiarizing Phrases
I plagiarize the phrases
That I recognize as me,
My inmost tendencies.
I could not say it better
And it’s all been said before.
It’s all been said,
And there’s not that much to add.
In praise of someone
That you like,
Like Baker Nicholson’s Size of Thoughts
“utterly idiosyncratic”…
…‘noticing things that no one else does’
Well, I think that’s me,
And by the way,
It’s from The Village Voice,
The Rolls Royce of discrimination.
In my estimation.
All those things, like
“universal and eccentric”…
playful, large and small…
well,
If I steal a praise,
(I mean a phrase)
I’m just in practice
For accepting,
Just accepting.
Plagiarizing Phrases 11.4.2011
The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;
Arlene Corwin
07 Nov 2011 Leave a comment
in 2011, circling round vanities, our times our culture
Hitler
I’ve decided
Hitler died
Of pride,
Pride being a perverted
Vanity,
That is to say,
He died in vain.
☠
Think if he took back,
‘Fessed up – in a word,
Repented;
Went back to the church,
Became a priest,
At least a monk
(He was already celibate:
Couldn’t screw, or wouldn’t screw,
Whatever motivations, lewd
Or not)
To make amends.
In any case, this man
Died of perverted pride
Or vanity:
Twin sins.
Quirky moustache, he missed the mark:
Love of life, life of love the Quality.
Totally.
Hitler 11.6.2011
Our Times, Our Culture; Circling Round Vanities;
Arlene Corwin
I was listening to the radio where there seemed to be a number of programs relating to Hitler.
This particular program dealt with his last meal in the bunker, which was, spaghetti and tomato sauce.
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