Turning Eighty 8.31.2014

31 Aug 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in birthday book, CirclingRoundTimeII, nature of & in reality Tags: , ,

Turning Eighty

Unaccustomed to the use of eight,
Unpracticed, I await the change,
Seven gone forever.
Bewildered by this new arrangement
Digital
And digit new;
A metaphor,
The dying closer.

No one will be as interested as I –
Why should they? It’s my day,
The only day I ever will turn eighty.
Decades on a planet that’s
Had wars, near meltdowns,
Walls, floods, typhoons,
Fortune for a few,
Misfortune for the many.

Numbers hide the soul inside,
But eighty’s pretty high,
So I’ve a plan.
I’ll celebrate all year
Then wait – a patient one –
For eight to turn to nine
And write about it then.

Turning Eighty 8.31.2014
Birthday Book; Birth, Death & In Between II; Nature Of & In Reality;Circling Round Time II;
Arlene Corwin

Traveling Round The Map Inside My Brain 8.28.2014

28 Aug 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2014, circling round reality, nature of & in reality Tags:

Traveling Round The Map Inside My Brain

 

Traveling round the map

Inside my brain,

Watching this, locating that by feel –

(a kind of knowleged intuition)

Traveling to eternity.

No visionary, more a reasoner,,

Where I am is a where I try

To be. But where am I

When form is gone,

Deep consciousness gone too?

Then where is it I travel to?

 

 

Traveling Round The Map Inside My Brain 8.28.2014

Circling Round Reality; Nature Of & In Reality;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

Lauren Bacall 8.24.2014

24 Aug 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2014, birth death & in between II, defiant doggerel, special people special occasions, Uncategorized Tags: , , ,

Lauren Bacall

 

[to have been]

Unusually beautiful and slim and tall,

At the top of your profession,

Wed blissfully, bearing with the smoke and alcohol,

An early widowhood

– in short, embracing all

This concrete world can offer:

Praise as food, death, suffering,

Resurgence, perseverance

Grounded in

Integrity.

[to have been]

Exceptionally lucky,

Destiny mapped out, it seems

By gods and grace,

Odds are still stacked against…

One day, long life included,

You say ciao, adieu, a toodle-oo

And permanent goodbye.

And we say, thank you.

 

Lauren Bacall 8.24.2014

Special People, Special Occasions; Birth, Death & In Between II; Defiant Doggerel;

Arlene Corwin

 

Generation Gone 8.23.2014

23 Aug 2014 Leave a comment

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

Generation Gone

 

At fifty – thereabouts,

I pointed out

Generation x dying away.

Some twenty-nine years later,

Facts emotional, statistical;

Generation’s at end.

Writers, movie stars, the famed;

Family, friend, family, friend;

The near, the far no longer hunger, linger, anger;

Fairing, failing, fading bone,

They’re gone.

And I, no longer ingénue,

A map of skin and calm IQ

View the kinship

Between is and was.

[On top of which],

Geographic frames

Break down restoring foreign names.

Fire, flood in crazy chorus, breaking records:

Watched through eyes of flow’ry verse.

 

Generation Gone 8.23.2014

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

Arlene Corwin

 

 

 

My Boring Thoughts 8.21.2014

21 Aug 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2014, the processes II Tags:

My Boring Thoughts

 

Round and round they go…

So unimportant.

Centered on

A bunch of nothings,

Taking priceless space and place.

 

My tiresome and vapid thoughts:

They must be superseded;

Not by force, but by a gentle leading

Oft repeated.

 

Boring super- something-ed broodings,

Reveries that lie in past or future,

Ousted and unseated by a whole new set of somethings;

Swinging, oscillating, waving somethings

Saving me from all that whoredom of a boredom

Which I wouldn’t wish

On my worst foe.

Round and round they go…

 

My Boring Thoughts 8.21.2014

The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;

Arlene Corwin

 

What Is A Kiss 8.21.2014

21 Aug 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2014, love relationships II, nature of & in reality Tags: ,

What Is A Kiss?

 

Married thirty years; she wants divorce.

She will not kiss him when he asks:

And he must ask.

She might as well say, “Kiss my ass”,

But she doesn’t;

Doesn’t love him anymore.

Doesn’t even like him, (it would seem.)

A kiss: that favorite symbol:

Lips that touch.

It isn’t much.

A rite, a pooling of two hearts;

A politeness carried on in foreign parts.

Passionate, brotherly or sisterly;

A chance to sniff out enmity.

As primitive as monkeys,

A kiss is just, is still a kiss.

Importantly,

It always will be.

 

What Is A Kiss 8.21.2014

Love Relationships II; Nature Of & In Reality;

Arlene Corwin

Value 8.17.2014

17 Aug 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2014, definitely didactic Tags:

Value

 

I betcha

You don’t know

Your value.

Few do.

Think about it.

Scout and maybe shout it,

The point being:

Never doubt it:

It is great:

And you.

 

Value 8.17.2014

Definitely Didactic;

Arlene Corwin

Don’t Leave This Planet Before It’s Time 8.13.2014

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by arlenecorwin in 2014, birth death & in between II, circling round nature, definitely didactic, nature of & in reality Tags:

Don’t Leave This Planet Before It’s Time

 

Don’t leave this planet before it’s time.

A judgment drawn from friends

Left by their mates, pressed by mistakes…

Downhearted, sad; the list goes on.

We’ll leave, believe me, all too soon.

Trim frame, find mind

And don’t be blind to beauty

Right before you.

I actually

See

A robin right before me

As I write.

I’m quite dumbfounded, though I’m typing steadily

While looking out at bird on tree.

He sits so calmly.

Looking down at keyboard

Caring not a bit if I hit d instead of e.

The mate (I think it’s her)

Has landed one branch over.

She, all gray, and he,

The loveliest tri-colored creature:

Chest a white and red, no tangerine,

No —damn, he’s gone—

My big mistake in looking down.

Don’t leave on any pretext.

We’re not sure of what comes next.

This may not be life’s crown

But there’s some kind of plan on plane

Outside this planet.

 

Don’t Leave This Planet Before It’s Time. 8.13.2014

Definitely Didactic; Birth, Death & In Between II; Circling Round Nature; Nature of & In Reality;

Arlene Corwin

 

Robin Williams 8.12.2014

12 Aug 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2014, birth death & in between II, special people special occasions Tags:

Robin Williams

 

This poet has created thoughts,

Written about, mourned stars.

Celebrities, the famous,

Whatever you would call them.

Often? No,

But death is final,

Settled, irrefutable.

One weeps inside.

 

They were the talented of talented.

A genie lived within.

With some it’s self-destruct time,

Still in prime time,

Slow killing self time,

Now it’s Will –i- am but Will-i-was time.

Tragedy untraceable;

Calamity that breaks the hearts of we

Who hung on every joke,

And body language; every

Silly, childish, cuckoo, kooky,

Masterly device, driven by talent’s need to

Spread itself and share.

Robin destined for the silver screen

Celebrity, the maelstrom of renown.

This poet’s shorn of tears.

 

Robin Williams 8.12.2014

Birth, Death, & In Between II; Special People, Special Occasions;

Arlene Corwin

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