The Definitive Book

           THE DEFINITIVE BOOK 📚

THE DEFINITIVE BOOK

( Or song, face, faith, health, course of action
– a one of a oneness.)

One’s looking for
The final, qualitative book to publish.
Filling hours to swap and switch
A finite, ever growing list
To share without a fear
Of boring far and near…
That is the quest.

Layouts titles, subject matter;
Constitution, character and inner chatter;
Tendencies belonging to the moment
All a hinder and facilitator.

All alone without advice,
Choices umpteen times too many,
One’s in a vice.
And that’s not funny!

Probably and ultimately
There will be some 30 books –
Done alone by one lone cook.
Sounds a fib, a sketchy glib and woolly hoax.
But there it stands: not one page blank;
Some 30 volumes in the bank,
The data base: tweaked, tinkered with in theme and looks,
The same amended poem appearing three completely different years,
Which always brooks the query:
When is work the best can be?
When’s work a unity, totality;
A project unconditionally
Right for me
And all we striving and contriving living.

For instance, this was written
Eighth of June two thousand seven,
Then again two thou- eleven.
Now, two thousand nineteen,
Many years come in between,
And this was found again on scraps;
(it happens that I write on scraps
Hanging round, suddenly or never found).

Definitive may not exist.
So I’ll not make a fist
At something that does not exist,
But take the gist of what I say
And carry on until the day
I have fulfilled my task,
And ready to lie in my casket,
List a practically all done
I just may feel that I have won.

The Definitive Book 2.25.2019 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin

Does The Universe Have Consciousness?

To all my Facebook friends who have and do not open it, or my non-Facebook friends do not have it at all. Also to my friends who have never opened my Arlene Corwin Poetry.com site but who I think might be interested in this speculation.

I suspect it is so.
Things come and they go,
Obeying some laws we can never know.

Particles that pass from time to come
To time that’s passed,
The neither lasting
Long in taking
Shape or termination.

Yet there’s oneness:
There’s a uni-verse,
Maybe a multi-verse stuck in a universe
Larger than this.
Kissing outer-verses
Nursed by a causal consciousness
Supreme and prime:
Consciousness Time, consciousness ‘I’m’.
Consciousness Name, consciousness Aim;
Consciousness in which all life is totally the same
Inside its form, its formulas and formlessness,
It’s symmetry and chaos –

So, in thoughtfulness (that also comes and goes),
i have a hunch it is so.

Does The Universe Have Consciousness? 2.24.2019 Nature Of & In Reality; Arlene Nover Corwin

On A Personal Note

Hello! 🧘‍♀️ ✍️

On A Personal Note
(re-worked, which always means improved )

Mind broadening or deepening
Lately, daily, palpably.
I sense it in the attitudes, perception
Where a whole takes over eyes and brain.
How to explain it?
Word ‘ineffable’ makes headway,
There at hand but not to say.

The more I use the frontal lobe,
The deeper in this tattoo molds
The hemispheres with all its folds,
The globe
Of intellect and intuition reveling
In links on every level,
Interwoven at each bevel.

Unpredictable as it is puzzling,
One is grateful for this chiseling;
Sharpening and steeping
In a marinade
Of God.

This, but one small cry of ‘halloo’.
Never would I force this view on you
Or you or you… The note
That’s coming from my throat
Is info to construe
As you
Would like.

For me, it’s just a small account
Of some sort of detached amount
Of mind enhancement
To any single soul who’ll listen,
For it glistens in its litany.
(At least for me.)

On A Personal Note 2.23.2019 Circling Round Reality; Pure Nakedness II; To The Child Mystic II;
Arlene Nover Corwin

Seeing Globally🌎

Seeing life events,
The personal, the distant
Globally,
Perceiving universally
Changes forces and the focus
Of your conversations;
Synapses of mind and brain,
The body parts involved in same,
The long term
And the goodness knows what else.
All global hints of sameness,
Hints at Oneness universal
Every tint of hint, but probable.
Nice isn’t it!

Seeing Globally 2.22.2019 Circling Round Reality; Arlene Nover Corwin

   

Seeng Globally 2.22.2019 Circling Round Reality; Arlene Nover Corwin

The World Is Full Of Words

Yup!

 THE WORLD IS FULL OF WORDS✍️📚THE WORLD IS FULL OF WORDS

The world is full of words.
Words help mind to make connections.
The connections cause reflections
Where reflections cause connections
Shining back to help the mind.

The world is full of rhythms
Going bang, bang, boom –
And suddenly the world’s a drum.

You put the words and drums together,
Out comes humming, drumming verse,
Prose, rosary – God knows what more;
The mind so full; a store
Of ideational eye-dea
Put together and it’s order,
Creativity and power.

The world is full of words
And the words are full of worlds
Absurd and girded up
By clouds and deeds and shields
That build
Upon
The boon
Of unrhymed, well-timed
Tons and tons – and tons more words.

The World Is Full Of Words 2.21.2019 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin

     If I Had An Editor🤔✍️📚

If I had an editor outside my self,
Beside my self, my book –
It well, it might look different;
Prettier, more organised, readable, a better font,
With chapters and a bookmark
Sewn and pliant,
Layout starkly more attractive,
Poems easier to get into,
The Corwin world, no matter how obscure,
Would lure and draw you,
Corwin’s world alluring.

It is difficult to work alone,
Be spurred on
By and on one’s own.

One tinkers with the stinkers,
For sometimes the poems are crap,
And only when one’s left them, coming back,
Re-read them
Can one throw away the scrap,
Take out the kernel and begin again.

One might have written one in ninety-one,
Gone back, begun,
And finished with finesse two thousand ten.
There’s just no way of telling when;
Creativeness takes time, has no intent
And knows no end.

So, if I had editor:
An agent, marketer – in short,
Someone with faith and energy and zeal,
That Corwin writing has a keel
Of base stability, validity, nobility and beauty,
Then the opus might look different, right extraordinary.

(In humility, I guess
This ode/hypothesis
Applies
To all and each..
So’s not to preach
I dedicate this bit of fluff
To everyone who writes this stuff).

If I Had An Editor 2.22.2019 A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Arlene Nover Corwin

The World Is Full Of Words

Yup!

 The World Is Full Of Words✍️📚

The world is full of words.
Words help mind to make connections.
The connections cause reflections
Where reflections cause connections
Shining back to help the mind.

The world is full of rhythms
Going bang, bang, boom –
And suddenly the world’s a drum.

You put the words and drums together,
Out comes humming, drumming verse,
Prose, rosary – God knows what more;
The mind so full; a store
Of ideational eye-dea
Put together and it’s order,
Creativity and power.

The world is full of words
And the words are full of worlds
Absurd and girded up
By clouds and deeds and shields
That build
Upon
The boon
Of unrhymed, well-timed
Tons and tons – and tons more words.

The World Is Full Of Words 2.21.2019 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin

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