Working Out In V’s 2011

   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 


I’ve Studied You 2011

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


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,


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



The Losses 2011

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

Nothing Doesn’t Exist 2011

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


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





God’s Location 2011

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.



To a location

With qualities,


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.


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? 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









Silent Partner 2011

Silent Partner


We sit outside,

A warm November,

He, on upturned flowerpot,

I, on bench beside.

He sniffs the air, and I


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


Loss Of Vanity 2011

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



Bubbles & Futility 2011

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

Plagiarizing Phrases 2011

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…


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




Hitler 2011



I’ve decided

Hitler died

Of pride,

Pride being a perverted


That is to say,

He died in vain.

Think if he took back,

‘Fessed up – in a word,


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.




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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