I Feel Like A Stranger 2012

I Feel Like A Stranger

 

I feel like a stranger

Every time I have to say my name,

Or even write

It.

Who?

That signature: Arlene,

Arlene Faith Nover,

Arlene Corwin,

Arlene Palmer,

Arlene Council.

Who? I’ve penciled

Each and every combination

In one

Phase or t’other.

What is in an appellation?

That’s the question.

 

Come to think,

I feel like

A stranger

Every time I see that mirror

And I’m in it.

Minaret or minuet,

Self-portrait or the spirit

Of the me I am.  Accoutrements!

 

Extra, yet so ordinary;

Change from year to week to day:

Too fiddly to approach,

Too tricky

To identify.

 

Do I dislike it, like it?

I feel nothing but surprise

And I suspect

That you all do

Too.

 

I Feel Like A Stranger 7.17.2012

Pure Nakedness; I Is Always You Is We:

Arlene Corwin

 

 

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