Always In Preparation #2
(a rather long simplification)
Always in preparation for an interview:
What will I answer? Never know.
– What do I like? do things I do, the way I do?
– Write poetry, play jazz, do yoga?
Body/mind my mental window in my mental interview:
And I must justify it all.
Some germ, some theme begins the whole:
The technical; word hurdles
When I write or sing;
All challenging,
Performing, writing or just doing.
T’ween two covers it’s official;
Everything grist-for-the-mill,
I’ll likely publish ‘til I’m still.
No special motive winks or flirts,
No motive hides behind my skirts –
My ears hear musically,
It all comes naturally, substance counting most;
Not tricks, not formulae, cliché –
If there’s a Corwin idiom
It’s in the DNA.
I work out tunes, -out poetry, -out bodily.
The mind works out spontaneously,
I (wherever I is to be found) give in, give form,
Substance from-and-in the frame.
In short, I paint myself into a box
And creep around
Until some [final] satisfaction binds.
A futile paradox:
To clarify and satisfy
The interview,
But there am I,
Always in preparation.
Always In Preparation 7.6.2014
Pure Nakedness; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;revised 11.21.2017
Arlene Corwin
Nov 28, 2017 @ 15:09:42
I love this poem Arlene, really good.
Keep it up.
Enna
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Dec 12, 2017 @ 11:55:46
One’s always trying to keep it up. No guarantees as to the quality, but the quantity keeps coming, hence ‘keeping up’. Thank you for the love. I’d love you to follow my stuff so that you can judge whether or not I’m keeping it up not pressing it down. Gratefully, Arlene
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