30 Dec 2012 Leave a comment
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21 Jun 2012 Leave a comment
in 2012, circling round baths Tags: baths, enlightenments, insight, philosophy, revelations big & small, the universe, what you can accomplish in the bath
Bending Over The Bathtub While Thinking
Brain I am in touch with you.
You are the You-niverse,
A You-knowverse which knows you back:
Back, front, and sideways.
Staring;
Nothing going on ‘upstairs’.
As I become aware of staring
Where there’s nothing’s going on,
Transformation in a second.
Change within, inside the mind.
I bind myself to it: it’s beckoned.
It: the flashing nano-minute.
Standing up and going out,
Picking up a tome I’m
Reading, I resume
The all-plebeian ordinary daytime.
Bending Over The Bathtub 6.19.2012
Circling Round Baths II; To The Child Mystic II;
Revelations Big & Small;
Arlene Corwin
10 Jun 2012 Leave a comment
in 2011, 2012, circling round baths, love relationships, mother book Tags: reflections, repentance, sacrifice, the dynamics of love
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
10 May 2012 Leave a comment
in 2012, circling round baths, circling round computers, God book Tags: computers, gratitude, the poor, writing in the bath
Once More From The Bath
Thank you God, for the computer. –
It gives room for privacy
To listen inside/out of me
And get it down,
Not forced to see a soul
(except my own).
Thank you for a bathtub,
Callous softening in peace –
A place
Where I can lift a leg
Behind my head
And not succeed. (I never do).
But with no hundreds to behold me
I can keep on trying,
Lying there. Thank you.
Giant, tiny oxymoronic gifts are mine
While barren, impecunious, impoverished
Of every age define their lives and are defined
By piles of garbage – soggy, squelchy;
Luckless, hapless, poor
On other levels too
While I’ve got bath, computer,
Endless water;
Lucky, favored.
Thank you.
Once More From The Bath 5.10.2012
Circling Round Baths; God Book; Circling Round Computers;
Arlene Corwin
11 Feb 2012 Leave a comment
in 2012, circling round baths, vaguely about music Tags: arlene, bathtub, corwin, memory, nbsp, now, success, then
After Last Night
Sitting in the bathtub thinking
What a pity
That the memory
Gets in the way of now.
Last night’s success
Completely gone –
Departed,
Spent absolute.
No substitute.
If time is taken
To think ‘then’
(Just hours ago),
A method
To make then a ‘now’
Without
Losing the moment?
Maybe some can. I can’t.
Yet.
Bath Again 2.8.2012
Bath Book; Vaguely about Music;
Arlene Corwin
18 Jan 2012 Leave a comment
Access To Another Reality
My husband showers,
I take baths,
Luxuriating in the tub,
Sitting submarined,
My scrub-a-dub-dub duck around.
My character shows: sybaritic.
Showerer shows his: ascetic,
Doing all his stuff outdoors,
I train on floors.
He takes his walks,
I, talk in my computer talk.
Who’ll live the longer?
I in my enameled bubble,
He in his one day of stubble.
We are happy;
Probably
Both doubly good and bad
In more than one reality.
Access To Another Reality 1.17.2012
Circling Round Baths;
Arlene Corwin
09 Dec 2011 Leave a comment
in 2011, circling round baths, coffee book
My Drug of Choice
My whimsy,
No one paying me – I guarantee –
My drug of choice is coffee.
A little bit embarrassed, still
I must admit
That getting up and out of bed,
Productive, calm, ideas in head,
With energy the captivating motivation,
It’s magician caffeine,
Slick with tricks
Transfixing and converting dullness
In the intellect
To masterpiece,
Accomplishment, t
The scent of genius
In the air
– all there –
Charmed caffeine powers
Potential for some hours,
Then like all things that exist,
Transient, evanescent, transitory,
Drawn to Time by time
Evaporates leaving just – me.
Drug Of Choice 10.23.2011
Coffee Book; Circling Round Baths;
Arlene Corwin
06 Jul 2011 Leave a comment
Contiguous Walls
Contiguous
The white & black,
The front & back.
℘
Sitting in the bath
Awake since four,
Wiped out, inert,
I am the object of a passive flirt,
Eyes seeing skies
On patterned towel.
Letting mind
Determine meaning.
Pushing through, I don’t allow
The view to glue me
To the images I see,
Still not inclined to rise and do,
I soap and soak – amused.
Bent to fuel the symbols squelched,
The bathroom silence snubbed,
And pushing forward and beyond,
I play the mind
And list the attributes designed.
I go to God.
I wash my body.
Strangely filled, no longer tired,
Wired for the day.
Contiguous Walls 6.30.2011
Circling Round Baths;
Arlene Corwin
16 Mar 2011 Leave a comment
Hot Bath
I’m mean;
I’m super economic;
I’m environmentally aware.
More:
Conscientious,
I save energy wherever…
(It is wrong to waste it).
Yet,
There is a sin,
One luxury, one trap
Straight from the tap,
Filled to the top:
A bath at night
By candlelight;
A cat,
His walking act
Along the edge
Defying laws
Because
He doesn’t care;
The temperature,
The narrow ledge,
His tail dripping.
Dearest reader, don’t begrudge
This one indulgence.
©Hot Bath 2.19.2011
Circling Round Baths;
Arlene Corwin
12 Oct 2010 Leave a comment
The Day The Belly Fat Came Out
I was in the bath and watching
As the water drained.
Watching.
Waiting.
Sitting back and snatching warmth.
Halfway down the tub
I saw the hub:
A roundness
That no diet can remove.
Reproving God and nature,
I sat looking at the fat –
That dominates the muscle,
That has replaced the muscle.
Sit-ups, backbends, cobras, ploughs:
I’ve given in.
No longer thin,
The waist and hip a strain on zipper.
You will have to take me as I am.
I
will have to do the same.
© The Day The Belly Fat Came Out 9.21.2010 Circling Round Baths; Arlene Corwin
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