Here & Now: A Mantra

Waking with a fuzzy mind I had to collect myself. Here’s what I did.
        Here & Now: A Mantra✍️🤔
 
This is where I am: here and now.
Not then, oh no!
Just, but and only now.
This body, senses,
Thoughts a row
Of Nows that keep on going.
 
Hand that holds this pen
With eyes that note an orange pad,
Then looks out at a morning cloud;
A back that feels a warmth from bed;
A mind that lets it all writ down.
 
Here and now.
A here in flow.
A shifting focus in the flood of time
Whose now is dawn,
Where ballpoint ink is going soon.
Whose whose belongs
To some Unseen Unfelt: a boon.
 
This me,
My here and now,
I bow to it.
Here & Now: A Mantra Revelations Big & Small; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin

When Enlightenment Goes Vacationing

  When Enlightenment Goes Vacationing

It’s that sort of day;
Clear, dear enlightened mind
Feels far away,
Enlightenment become benightedness.
Yet part of this fazed, fuzzy mind finds
Something there to write about,
For fear of frightening
A skill into enduring standstill.
Everybody knows
A dancer cannot skip a day.
What grows as artistry
Cannot afford a day’s abandonment of creativity,
A sloughing off of habit.
It’s the habit that enables one to duplicate,
Recreate and new-create.
So I cheat stagnation one more time
By making up this roughshod rhyme
To keep my brain in prime condition
Even when the clime is wrong,
The chime of
Reverberates with no ding-dong.
When dear, clear vision goes vacationing,
It’s gentle bullying
That wins the day.
When Enlightenment Goes Vacationing 7.28.2018 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin

All Day Long They Come

          All Day Long They Come✍️🤔
 
All day long they come: the phrases.
Speech, the language,
Forthright, hidden and implied,
Meaning pregnant…
Who can fight off inspiration,
Rhythms notwithstanding?
If you have the slightest musicality,
Beat invites a meter.
Meaning, language, rhythms, meter.
How unbeatable!
And how easy to believe
In the beginning was the Word,
In the beginning was the Om,
And so we write,
And knowing not, not knowing that
The novelist, essayist, poet
Are the givers of the sound of God.
You find it odd?
Instead be happy!
Writers are your guide.
 
All Day Long They Come 7.29.2018 The Processes: Creative, Meditative II; Vaguely About Music II; Arlene Nover Corwin

The Paradox Of Being A Homebody

      The Paradox Of Being A Homebody

When I’m away I’m happy to come home.
When guests are here, I’m happy when they’ve gone.
Am I unusual, or are we all?
Is it instinctive that we seek the hole
Of safety’s ritual
And sameness’ creativity?

I do love people and humanity,
Yet love the monastery of the home.
I could produce a tome of praise,
A non-surprising poem to trace
The hundred reasons why
One is a homebody,
A being without needless world activity
From reasons filled with positivity.

The very stopping of the need to chat,
To cook, to think about that others eat
Meets every underlying good.
There’s something beautiful in solitude.
And yet we’re social fireworks without a bit of coaxing.
Therein lies the paradox!
The Paradox Of Being A Homebody 7.6.2018 Revelations Big & Small;Arlene Nover Corwin

What Would I Do Without You/Mind So Connected To The Word

What Would I Do Without You, Or Scribbling in the Car

What would I do without you lexicon?
What would I do without you dictionary and thesaurus,
Rhyming book to rhyme with -saurus: chorus, porous, e’en papyrus if it fits?
Wiki’s ‘cyclopedia?
Little things that make me big
Diverse languages that make me ‘pigg’*
So much I would not do without;
And isn’t that one little thing that life’s about!

*pigg is Swedish for lively, spirited

Mind So Connected To The Word

Mind so connected to the word,
I would think
Without a varied herd of word
T’would shrink.

Minimised it atrophies.
Bereft of play become cliche
As cliche washes away
From boredom’s lack to stimulateon.
So connected, intellected
Is the mind to word.
What Would I Do Without You…Mind So Connected To The Word 7.19.2018 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin

Teaching Yoga

Teaching Yoga🤔🧘‍♀️✍️

When you know the system
You don’t think about the names.
You just ‘do’ the system.
Knitters knitting by TV
Are counting automatically,
Not thinking perle knit, perle. Pianists
Do not think C major
When they play C major.
They just know and they just do.
They say Turner lost his spelling,
Photographically remembering
Every scene, each hue.
One ‘does’,
When as the Swedish saying goes,
The system’s “in the spine”.

As for the name of God
You can use nomenclature at the start,
But when system’s shrine
Is in the spine,
Just let it, be it, ‘do’ it.

Teaching Yoga 6.7.2014/revised&finished7.19.2018Circling Round Yoga II; God Book II; Definitely Didactic II; Arlene Nover Corwin

World On Fire

I watch and read and, and and…shocked and horrified and helpless.
World On Fire🤔✍️🌋🏜️🏝️
 
Utterly apocryphal, inconceivable.
Everything you’ve ever read
In scripture this and scripture that –
Logicality with unbelievability at its side.
Available to men and women who have understood
The chains of time.
(Think of anytime you’ve ever had an aha moment,
Revelation).
These were ever-lations.
 
Anyway, in simple language
One can only say,
The chain of progress
Is a process of antitheses:
The obverse and the inverse
Of reality, all or any..
 
Now a world with too much rain
And floods therefrom
Has droughts and fires,
Facts and liars
All around the globe.
 
As usual one sees TV,
Its eyeballed views, the daily news,
Ruination, misadventure instantaneous to us.
Catastrophe pluralis.
I’m tired of lists and their statistics.
You know, friend and reader you,
There’s absolutely nothing new.
 
I’m almost geared up and prepared.
But almost is but host to finish.
Goal still niched, unreached but there.
 
In the meantime, there are places where
You’d ne’er dare visit
‘Cause the world’s on fire –
Is it?
Almost.
World On Fire 7.18.2018 Our Times, Our Culture II; Arlene Nover Corwin

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