This is going to be the title of my next book. I hope the poem covers all, if not the most. Opinions welcome.
Circling Round Experience
Fame, reality, vanity,
Its nuance and illusion.
Music, greed, the vices. Slices all.
Ageing, all the changes that belong –
Emerging right, the one day wrong.
Nature, all of it, its sectioned parts
Which in the end are all one thing.
The spiritual and secular.
What else is there:
Exhortation and suggestion,
Women, men:
Eros, agape;
Love relationships that chip away
At family and at nation-ships.
Breakings down and building ups,
Then breaking down again: a chain.
No end of increase and contraction.
Yet, in some way evolution.
Peace and power and purity,
Knowledge, love and bliss…
These the building blocks of man from soul;
The building blocks that make Man whole.
Loss and gain again, again. The universal;
Seeing through to it and all.
All the time a readying.
All a means of steadying a self
Which ends in death each breath.
Nothing more to win or lose
And all the daily news.
Predictions, guessing, meaningless:
Experience.
Circling Round Experience 12.29.2019
Circling Round Everything; Circling Round Reality; Nature Of & In Reality; Circling Round Experience, Arlene Nover Corwin
Arlene Corwin Poetry 