Plastic Janes 2013

Plastic Janes

I’m tempted –

(but not yet corrupted)

By Jane Fonda

Fondling camera, flirty:

“Look at me, I’m seventy,

I use creation such and such”…

And aren’t I the cat’s pajamas ‘,

Just ‘too much’,

‘All that jazz

(my daddy’s 20’s top clichés)

Skin so tight, so smooth and fine…

And then, what do I find?

She’s joined the club,


otaged my admiration,

Turned esteem into disdain,

Become a plastic Jane;

And I go back to being plain

old wrinkling me,

Which I admit takes courage

In these sickly days of being courted

By an industry [darkly] devoted

To the most unlikely medley

Of de-wrinkling reality:

Certain, inescapable, inevitable, preordained,

Unavoidable, to be expected end, big E.

Plastic Janes 10.31.2013

Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Vanities II; Birth, Death & In Between II;

Arlene Corwin


All Kinds Of Nasty Thoughts 2013

All Kinds Of Nasty Thoughts

I was med-


Standing on my head,

All kinds of thinking skating

Through it; nasty bits:

Him, her or them,

Not even realizing it.

To think, I call myself a yogi!

Only when

I sat back on

My haunches

With a wall in front,

Was I confronted


The nasty


That thinks that she’s

A yogi

Or yogini (as the case may be) –

Holy, to boot!

What a hoot!  Hypocrisy

And self-deception!

(ruling out

the likelihood of indigestion.)


The aim is not to do away

With thought,

But, butt of ignorance,

The dancing

Mean, malicious ones

One’s not attentive to.

All Kinds Of Nasty Thoughts

Circling Round Yoga;

Arlene Corwin

The Best Lovers 2013

The Best Lovers

The best lovers can wait:

That’s what they’re good at.

They can take their time,

Press lightly, deeply,

Feel around, as if massaging,

Kneading muscle without passion;

Helping, waiting – for response?


Most likely.

Waiting all the while,

The instant thrill

Expendable, forgotten,

As all pleasures are [and pain]

The second they are over.

Lover best is natural,

Sensitive to signals:

In touch when touching.

Touching back,

Movement ripening,

One or the other turned the other way

Up, down, even upside down;

It is there the genius of delay

Comes into play

When the best of lovers loves.

The Best Lovers 10.25.2013

Love Relationships II; Circling Round Eros II;

Arlene Corwin

Thinking On Your Feet Is 2013

Thinking On Your Feet Is

Gift, art, yoga;

Leading to a

Modus operandi,



A defining fun.

Creation in a flash;


In a now,

No deed is left undone,

Not one day gone,

Neglected or unloved.

Thinking fleetly on your feet,

Eliminates, eradicates:

Fear of fiasco,

Worry, stress, for not one

Thing can fail you;

Neither falling on your bottom

In the middle of your show

Or whatever else you’re doing.

Trivial and valuable –

It’s all significant,

While none of it means anything at all;

The usual


Years of practicing


Mean that

Error’s never really wrong,



Use life as an etude.

Make etude of every song.

Life plays.

Thinking On Your Feet 10.10.2013

Definitely Didactic; Vaguely About Music II; Circling Round Yoga;

Arlene Corwin

Voicings 2013



I used to bother with harmonic


I’ve gone back – or backwards. 

Somewhere I lost interest,

Lost the taste for

Placing notes for sake of texture.

I discovered I don’t care.


Central to the jazz pianist,

Voicing gives a class and status:

(More than sevenths, ninths, elevenths

thirteenths: triads

for the in-crowd)

I discovered

I’m baroque -ish

I like bass lines;

Poking ‘round the melody.

Tune against a tune,

They keep the time.

Are drum, (a kind of drum).

While I can hum, sing song,

A bass line comes along 

Enriching melody

And me

And music overall.


I used to be concerned with voicings.

Somewhere I lost curiosity,

The energy to search and find…

Out of my hand, out of my mind.  

Maybe I got lazy.

Maybe I got simpler.


Voicings 10.20.2013

Vaguely About Music II;

Arlene Corwin



You Won’t Get Out Of It (version 2) 2013

You Won’t Get Out Of It


You’re young.

You think it lasts forever.

I don’t want to scare,

Alarm; and surely not


It being simple fact

And not to panic;

You will not

Get out

Of it.

You can’t.


You Won’t Get Out Of It 10.12.2013

Birth, Death & In Between II; Circling Round Reality;

Arlene Corwin


You Won’t Get Out Of It 2013

        You Won’t Get Out Of It


You’re young.

You think it lasts forever.

I don’t want

To frighten,                                                                            

Scare, alarm

And surely not

Upset you.

Don’t panic.

It’s just fact.

You won’t get out of it. 


You Won’t Get Out Of It 10.12.2013

Birth, Death & In Between II; Circling Round Reality;

Arlene Corwin


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