One Password Is Enough

29 May 2015 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2011, circling round computers, our times our cultureII Tags: ,

As paranoiac as the next one –

Secrets gone –

Well, none;

Society:

They’re watching (not exactly, but

We’re traceable – each bit you print.

You get my point)

There’s nothing on my laptop

You can’t see: I have no see-crets.

With veracity, simplicity.

I haven’t got a hundred passwords.

More than one would make me crazy.

What have I worth curd or turd?

Nonetheless, I think, ‘what if…’

What if I wrote this phrase,

That? Words sensitive

To do

With points of view:

Sex, crucifix,

Eugenics, ethics,

Civics, politics;

That state of states,

The ticking bombs ,

Both metaphoric and for real?

Thoughts reveal, so would one be

In trouble?

That is why I am intent

On never having secrets I can’t print

Or you would steal.

One Password Is Enough 12.19.2011

Our Times Our Culture II; Circling Round Computers;

Arlene Corwin

Tranströmer Has Won

27 Mar 2015 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2011, 2015, special people special occasions, the processes II

Yesterday, March 26, 2015 Nobel Prize winning poet Thomas Tranströmer passed away.  When he won the coveted prize in 2011 I rushed to the computer and wrote the following poem.  It may be the one of the first things written about him after the win, in which case I would like to honor him again by putting the poem back one more time.

Tranströmer Has Won

 

I’m giving up the;

Giving up and.

Tranströmer has won.

His short phrase is in;

Phrase capturing essence;

His metaphors king.

 

I’m keeping the I.

It’s mine. It is me.

We meet in the I

Of our poetry. *

 

*Just celebrating Nobel Week 2011 where Thomas Tranströmer has won the Nobel Prize for Literature.

 

Tranströmer Has Won 10.8.2011

Special People, Special Occasions; The Processes: Creative, Thinking Meditative II;

Arlene Corwin

Projection 2014/Listen Carefully 2011 (fraternal twins)

03 Apr 2014 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2011, 2014, definitely didactic Tags:

Projection

 

An observation meant to teach;

Noted, recorded,

Title accurate once more.

So, boring though it may be –

Dreary, tiresome, repetitive:

It’s all projection.

Does that make life an illusion?

Yes, no, yes, no, yes, no, yes.

 

Projection 4.3.2014

Definitely Didactic;

Arlene Corwin

 

Listen Carefully

 

Listen carefully:

It’s the mind instructing.

It’s projection,

Life’s transliteration:

So seductively subjective.

The best reason to clean up

For purer, surer powers;

Thus a clear interpretation;

More trustworthy as instruction.

Listen carefully.

We usually

Dont’t.

 

Listen Carefully 2.4.2011

Definitely Didactic;

Arlene Corwin

 

I Cannot Come To Grips With Time 2011 2013

09 Feb 2013 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2011, 2013, circling round time II Tags: , , , , , ,

      I Cannot Come To Grips With Time

 

I cannot come to grips with time.

A Wednesday can be Sunday –

I don’t care when I don’t know –

And I don’t often know or care.

The point is, it keeps slipping by.

If only I

               could slow it down

By always being in a now,

The focusing the magic potion

That apportions sensibility.  

 

I Cannot Come To Grips With Time 8.4.2011 (found on a scrap 2.9.2013)

Circling Round Time II;

Arlene Corwin

Jurassic Park Unknown 2011

07 Jan 2013 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2011, a sense of the ridiculous, our times our culture Tags: , , , ,

        Jurassic Park Unknown

I’m waiting for the day

When DNA

They’ve saved from poxes that

They won’t destroy

(God all knows why)

The dinosaur they plucked, dug

Out of an egg or mountain –

(I’m too ignorant to know where, how –

Will lead an unpredicted destiny

To cycles, repetitions,

Endings/starts in Time

(Which doesn’t give a damn)

And atom clouds, a darkened sun,

The wheel,

The use of fire…

 

To you, dear reader,

(You I know, who are informed),

This speculation sillily surplus –

I  had to say it!.

 

Jurassic Park Unknown 1.3.2011

A Sense of the Ridiculous; Our Times, Our Culture;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

A Biological Consideration 2012

07 Sep 2012 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 1999, 2011, 2012, birth death & in between, circling round nature, circling round woman, CirclingRoundTimeII, nature of & in reality Tags: , , , , , ,

         A Biological Consideration

 

I fooled age (well, thought I did)

And thought I could,

But age caught up.

Joint yelled; one swelled;

Odd ache;

Asleep, one woke – awake

Sometimes one hour in the night,

Sometimes each second, third…

The point is, nature took a bite

Out of what used to be sleep’s time right.

Talk of ‘bite’, the gums fell sick,

As if a clock that sat unwound

Had suddenly begun to tick,

And teeth so white, and tooth so sound

Began to loosen, wear away and quite

Alarmingly to beige,

The coffee too, revealing age.

Each year a badge,

A token sign that shocks

From witlessness and past abuse;

Naiveté, where unseen clocks

Expose a you, you thought was them.

Fascinated by these signs,

Symptoms that I feel and see;

Mirrors that show lines

I must repeatedly accept as me;

Coup d’états, shifting sands:

Pre-determined sleights of hand –

They haven’t stopped.

Steeped in aging’s out-of-step,

Expecting to accept more yet;

Giving up the role of Thor,

Accepting to expect yet more.

One just surrenders for,

One must.

 

 

A Biological Consideration 2.2.1999/re-worked 5.22.2011/reworked for Birth, Death & InBetween 8.27.2012

Circling Round Woman; Circling Round Nature; Nature In & Of Reality; Circling Round Time II; Birth, Death & InBetween;

Arlene Corwin

 

Bringing You Into The Room 2012

10 Jul 2012 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2011, 2012, God book, the processes II Tags: , ,

Bringing You Into The Room

 

Reaching out to you,

(It always feels new)

Imagining & thinking that

Without lifting a finger

(except mine with which to play piano)

You are sleeping with,

Planning for,

Chatting to: all this inside and out you.

Not an easy task to do,

Used to picturing a point in space:

An energy

That’s laced with imperceptability

Requiring practice,

It’s a different side of me.

Not the type to be your bride,

(no aptitude have I

for nunnery)

I can relate,

Have made and make

You into

Many people,

Steeped in feelings of the moment.

Feelings pull.

You’re here, skin near, moment-sent,

Bringing you into the room.

 

Bringing You Into The Room 2.10.2011(rewritten7.9.2012)

God Book; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

 

 

Bringing You Into The Room 2012

10 Jul 2012 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2011, 2012, God book, the processes II

Bringing You Into The Room

 

Reaching out to you,

(It always feels new)

Imagining & thinking that

Without lifting a finger

(except mine with which to play piano)

You are sleeping with,

Planning for,

Chatting to: all this inside and out you.

Not an easy task to do,

Used to picturing a point in space:

An energy

That’s laced with imperceptability

Requiring practice,

It’s a different side of me.

Not the type to be your bride,

(no aptitude have I

for nunnery)

I can relate

Have made and make

You into

Many people,

Steeped in feelings of the moment,

Feeling. Pull.

You’re here, skin near, moment sent,

Bringing you into the room.

 

Bringing You Into The Room 2.10.2011(rewritten7.9.2012)

God Book; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

 

 

Love Relationships Change 2011

10 Jun 2012 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2011, 2012, circling round baths, love relationships, mother book Tags: , , ,

Love Relationships Change

 

Love relationships transform:

Their own dynamic force;

Their own dynamics:

So do you.

In the bath (as is my wont)

I think about

My mother, dead

Since two-thou…  something, and I think:

She did so much for me, I dread

To think: harp lessons,

Voice, piano…

Someone who had

Only reached the seventh grade,

Then out to work – a teenage maid.

Sewed me clothes,

Gave and goodness knows…

From love’s concern,

Burned for Arlene.

How to measure wounds and hurts,

Faults versus virtue

Against the sacrifice and faith:

On a scale of support,

It’s sudden insight,

One repents.

 

Love Relationships Change 8.10.20112012

Love Relationships; Circling Round Baths; Mother Book;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

 

Humility Or Humbug 2011

29 Apr 2012 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2011, 2012, a sense of the ridiculous, circling round reality, circling round vanities Tags: , , ,

It’s a rainy, thund’ry day here in Härryda, Sweden (where Kent and I live in the country).  The telephone is out.  Somebody’s or somebodies have stolen the copper cables that have been hanging temptingly for months now  (we live in a sad, corrupted conscience-free world).  So here I was, doing the dishes,  energized by coffee and wondering about the difference between humility and insecurity, they looking very much like each other.

Humility Or Humbug

 

It was a humdrum day.

Nothing on my mind,

I looked up humble

Where I found humdingers:

Humus

Humorous

For fingers.

Not a humph of sound,

For, humanized I pondered on

The difference ’tween

Low self-esteem

And lack of self-importance:

One, humility,

The other, well, –

Just plain old insecurities.

It is a fine line, hard to recognize.

The insecure seem often humble

And the humble insecure.

Good to analyze,

Who is the one to tell?

 

Then we come to arrogance.

 

Humility Or Humbug 7.5.2011

A Sense Of The Ridiculous; Circling Round Vanities; Circling Round Reality;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

No, the grass is never greener.  Stay home and enjoy your Detroit could-be paradise.  Help it along.

By the way, I worked in a wonderful jazz club in the 50’s!  I don’t remember the name, but Detroit was the place then.

Comment by Sue Shoemaker on Tuesday
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In your intro, Arlene, you mention someone stealing copper cables.  Being from MI … we have heard so much about the destruction of old homes and other properties due to the theft of copper lines in Detroit.  It’s interesting to hear that this is not just a Detroit or even just a USA phenomena.  Sometimes it is easy to think that the ‘grass is greener’ in other places in the world.

Comment by ARLENE CORWIN on Monday
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Pardon if this comes into your mail more than once.

Out this week –

Vaguely About Music

Arlene Corwin

The seventh in a series circling around some aspect of life: time, woman, the creative process, mysticism, vanity, our times and culture,Vaguely About Music deals with aspects of jazz, performance, criticism, celebration, mourning – all to do with music, the players, the performance.

Available on

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Also available as ebook

Comment by ARLENE CORWIN on July 7, 2011 at 10:31
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I forgot to mention, – as a starting point I was fooling around with the hum’s.  So in the seriousness of the message is the fooling around-ness too.  Even in the most serious matters there must be and is fun – and (conversely) and perhaps even more important, even in the fun and under the fun lies always the serious.  Contiguous walls. (see next blog).

Fondly,

Arlene, Sweden

Comment by Marian Van Eyk McCain on July 6, 2011 at 20:48
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“…within the nowness of seconds, if you live in them, there is wisdom, and in that wisdom, security.” That’s a really profound statement, Arlene. I like it. And as Sue so rightly says, control is a total illusion.

Yes, that’s the beauty of poems. They are like Rorschach blots in the way they trigger associations, impressions, ideas, insights…

Comment by Sue Shoemaker on July 6, 2011 at 19:01
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Not sure where I first heard the phrase … THE ILLUSION OF CONTROL … but it seems to relate to the discussion here.  When speaking of “security” and/or “change” … as much as we would like to think that we have “control” over these things … the fact of the matter is that the idea of CONTROL is just an ILLUSION.

Comment by ARLENE CORWIN on July 6, 2011 at 18:47
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As the I Ching or Book of Changes says, there is nothing else but change.  So, of course, all things being dynamic, there can’t be security (as we usually use the word) absolute.  But within the nowness of seconds, if you live in them, there is wisdom, and in that wisdom, security.

 

And no, it isn’t what I meant in the poem, but your (Betty) and Marian’s response show what delicious things can come from a little poem.

Fondly,

Arlene

Comment by Marian Van Eyk McCain on July 6, 2011 at 8:51
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That is SO true, Betty. And I guess that’s why Voltaire called life “a daring adventure.” Facing that, square on, is what ‘radical aliveness’ is all about.

 

Comment by Betty Taylor on July 5, 2011 at 23:24
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There is no such thing as “security” in this life and it’s pursuit is a fruitless dead-end.

Think of all the empires built upon our fears and our pursuit of security–insurance businesses, financial markets, hospitals and health care businesses, nursing homes–the list goes on and on. We invest precious dollars in a futile attempt to ensure our safety. Life is not safe. Investing in these things out of fear becomes a self-fulfilling prophesy. We end up creating the end we fear.

I know this may not be the  road you were going down, but this is what your post stimulated in me.

Thanks,

Betty

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