Guest Etiquette 2014

27 Apr 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2014, defiant doggerel, definitely didactic Tags:

Guest Etiquette

 

We had a guest.

And what a guest!

He slept till one, his smartphone on.

He never asked to set the table,

Able as he was;

Capable – he lifted weights.

 

There is an etiquette

That certain guests don’t get,

May never…

Verse reminder.

 

Help the host!

Here’s a cue;

Most of the work is done for you.

Postponing life that daily calls,

Host and hostess chained

To keep you entertained.

That’s it: message/essence.

Take it in! Unless

Host has a stable

Of domestic help,

Set the table,

Do the dishes,

Make your bed.

You’ll be the most appreciated and delicious

Guest they’ve ever had.

Guest etiquette.

 

Guest Etiquette 4.27.2014 (found on a scrap dated 8.11.2013) finished today

Defiant Doggerel; Definitely Didactic;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

 

 

People Who Have Money 2014

25 Apr 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2014, a sense of the ridiculous, circling round reality, our times our cultureII Tags:

People Who Have Money

 

People who have money

Are as simple or as complex as are

People who have none,

A small, inadequate, plain not-a-lot

Preconceptions of the rich;

Unfounded, sweeping, shunning individuality;

Scapegoat and excuse to classify and pigeonhole.

I’ve heard it all.

 

This is something I must preach,

Feeling sorry, as I do, for poor and rich alike

Who lack

The wisdom to discriminate

Between a good man and a not-.

 

People Who Have Money 4.25.2014

Circling Round Reality; Our Times, Our Culture II; A Sense of The Ridiculous;

Arlene Corwin

 

It Can’t Be Fun To Be A Prophet 2014

24 Apr 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2014, a sense of the ridiculous Tags:

It Can’t Be Fun To Be A Prophet

 

It can’t be fun to be a prophet;

With no vanity, no pride in seeing

What nobody else is seeing.

He can shout it –

Not a soul believes it.

Suffering

To know inside an inner eye

That things are going under,

For he never sees good fortune.

Cataclysmic devastations,

Ruin, upheavals

And disaster.

No, it can’t be fun

To be someone

That everyone thinks mad.

 

It Can’t Be Fun To Be A Prophet 4.24.20014

(First three lines found on a scrap, dated 10.20.2008)

A Sense Of The Ridiculous:

Arlene Corwin

 

Infinite Expression 2014

20 Apr 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2014, God book, the processes II Tags:

Infinite Expression

 

It just keeps coming/going on and on,

Flowing, spouting meanings

Coming out of nothing.

With no eyes it sees,

No ears, it hears;

Coming through me if I let it.

I produce, create, state anything

Through partial capabilities,

Risking boring

With my smatterings

Of goodly truths;

Daring, varying, adoring

All this infinite expression,

Flabbergasted at the least.

 

Infinite Expression 4.20.2014

God Book; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;

Arlene Corwin

 

No Adjectives Today 2014

19 Apr 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2014, God book Tags:

No Adjectives Today

 

God, no adjectives today,

No verbs,

No words to say;

Just looking

Up

With hope,

No, faith

That you exist,

Intangible,

Unquantifiable

But absolute

In fact,

Composed of all,

In all,

And that

My day will go exact- ly as you planned,

And

That

is splendid.

 

No Adjectives Today 4.18, 2014

God Book;

Arlene Corwin

Layers 4.17.2014

17 Apr 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2014, birth death & in between II, our times our cultureII Tags: , ,

Layers

Suffering and death;

Yet [there is] normal banter

Taking place on the verandah:

Everydayness in one’s presence.

Pain and grief before one’s tears and deafened ears:

Senses more acute than ever.

 

Spool and reel are emptying,

The ancient scrolls being fulfilled,

The relatively-all is closing in

And we, the relatively well-to-do

More watchers than participants,

Complaining when it’s raining;

Bombs and bullets, staining

Sidewalks; culling genus,

Killing genius.

 

Watcher too –

Have I let slip through

All ten fingers circumstance

I could have changed; had influence,

Been vigorous,

Not letting coward, comfort-seeking prominence

Crave dominance and win?

 

Layers 4.17.2014

Our Times, Our Culture II; Birth, Death & In Between II;

Arlene Corwin

 

The Publisher Wanted Free Verse 2014

13 Apr 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2014, a sense of the ridiculous Tags:

The Publisher Wanted Free Verse

 

Free verse

Is ridiculerse.

Anyone who speaks

In sentences

(which means you/me)

Can, import free

Write rhyme-less/beat-less prose

And call it verse.

As said before, ridiculerse.

 

The Publisher Wanted Free Verse 4.12.2014

A Sense Of The Ridiculous;

Arlene Corwin

Projection 2014/Listen Carefully 2011 (fraternal twins)

03 Apr 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2011, 2014, definitely didactic Tags:

Projection

 

An observation meant to teach;

Noted, recorded,

Title accurate once more.

So, boring though it may be –

Dreary, tiresome, repetitive:

It’s all projection.

Does that make life an illusion?

Yes, no, yes, no, yes, no, yes.

 

Projection 4.3.2014

Definitely Didactic;

Arlene Corwin

 

Listen Carefully

 

Listen carefully:

It’s the mind instructing.

It’s projection,

Life’s transliteration:

So seductively subjective.

The best reason to clean up

For purer, surer powers;

Thus a clear interpretation;

More trustworthy as instruction.

Listen carefully.

We usually

Dont’t.

 

Listen Carefully 2.4.2011

Definitely Didactic;

Arlene Corwin

 

Such A Pity 2013

02 Apr 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2013, birth death & in between II Tags:

Such A Pity

 

Such a pity

That life has to end,

Great talents and

The little man –

It doesn’t matter.

Scattered ashes,

Rotted flesh –

There’s nothing fresh

About death –

Or is there?

 

Such A Pity 7.10.2013

Birth, Death & In Between II;

Arlene Corwin

 

It Wouldn’t Be Rational 2014

01 Apr 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2014, to the child mystic II Tags: ,

It Wouldn’t Be Rational

 

To not have proof

(proof lies in in flukes

and strokes of luck)

To ask for faith

Without an answer that’s perceivable

Is something I’m au fait with.

Atheist, who lacking the capacity

For faith

In a can’t-see, can’t-touch

May not or may be looking for the truth.

When I feel

That anxiety that hits at two

I ask for proof,

And poof, I’m lucky –

It arrives. Some form or other

That one cannot show to others,

Scientifically repeat

Or demonstrate.

And that

Is where the pity lies.

 

It Wouldn’t Be Rational (begun 7.13.2013) 4.2.2014

To The Child Mystic II;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

 

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