The Whole Of Sweden’s Wearing Beards

11 Feb 2019 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2018, a sense of the ridiculous II, our times our cultureII, swedish book

The Whole of Sweden’s Wearing Beards

The whole of Sweden wears a beard.
Dare I say weird?
To go around all day un-sheared!
That, combined with bods tattooed:
Chest, breast, throat
And not a centimeter nude
(As made in God’s good world).
I am confused.
A new prosthetic? Possibly.
Aesthetic? Frequently.
A thing to lean upon,
Confirm an ego and/or vanity
That ought to go,
But no, it can’t,
The tattoo being permanent!
Beards! What are they there for?
To hide the origin of doubled chin – one just beginning?
Arctic winter?
Saving shaving?
What’s it for?
Why would one want one hair more!

I wouldn’t want to kiss a beard:
Whirly, curly,
Itchy, scratchy…
None a match for girlie me.
They’re dominating TV;
Interviewers, program leaders.
All I want are clean-cut readers.

One day someone just appeared
And pioneered a new grown beard.
A new veneer
Had filled the sphere: a fad was born;
The bearded fashion was in action.

I am waiting till it passes,
And the fashion turns to glasses
Or an emphases on ar___s.
Who can say?
The Whole Of Sweden’s Wearing Beards 6.17.2018 A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Our Times, Our Culture II; Swedish Book; Arlene Nover Corwin

Home University

07 Nov 2018 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2018, a sense of the ridiculous II, circling round yoga II, coffee book #2, defiant doggerel, swedish book, Uncategorized Tags:

Home University📚

 

I have a university within my house.

Inclusive of a thousand, thousand, thous-

and words:

Books, all kinds of printed works –

Brochures and articles collected,

Information; omni-forms connected,

Music notwithstanding.

I could spend a hundred years at home

Enclosed in school and domicile:

Cloistered in this all-in-one.

 

In bed, awake at four (still night)

A candle lit,

Deep breathing done,

Radio to mutedness,

Gradually bcoming restless,

Lying still, a book ‘took’ up,

Tired still, (it’s dark as poop)

Inspired, but wildly, child-ly hungry,

 

Toddling downstairs for a cup to take back up –

(Lovely coffee and a scone

With marmalade and cheese on)

Back in bed head propped, it’s heaven!

By this time it’s almost seven.

 

Read into “Windows For Dummies”,

(reminder, this first writ’ two thousand-seven)

“Treatment of the Heart Through Yoga”

(made that up)

Taking up the pen and paper:

University in bed,

Bedside and in my head!

 

Awaiting morning light,

The January Swedish night

Still uppermost in nature,

Marks a template oft repeated;

Meant to humble the conceited,

Meant to deepen and mature,

The one who needs to self-explore:

A university for sure.

Home University1.20.2007/Revised/re-written 11.7.2018 A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Defiantly Doggerel; Coffee Book “2; Circling Round Yoga II; Swedish Book; Arlene Nover Corwin

 

City In The Long Run

01 Oct 2018 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2012, our times our cultureII, swedish book, Uncategorized Tags:

       City In The Long Run

 From countryside in Härryda*

I saw a movie on TV.

The New York City profile,

Upbeat risk in capital:

Bids and bets –

That’s what it is.

And when it fails, the city falls.

I saw it in the skyline light,

The slums become rich real estate,

The neighborhood where I come from

Become a slum.

 

The shifting forms a losing dream;

The wastes of tastes tossed in a barrel

Of supposèd fun that’s run

On money and its honey.

 

Foreseeable in all too much complexity.

The city must end up a ruin.

Remember Ozymandias?

The city-thought can never win.

How long is in the long run?

Pity.

But of course I could be wrong.

The City 9.26.2012 Our Times, Our Culture II; Swedish Book; Arlene Corwin

*Härryda – a small town in Sweden

The Whole Of Sweden’s Wearing Beards

17 Jun 2018 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2018, a sense of the ridiculous II, our times our cultureII, swedish book Tags:

Can’t help it. I see what I see!✍️
 
The Whole Of Sweden’s Wearing Beards
 
The whole of Sweden wears a beard.
Dare I say weird?
To go around all day un-sheared!
That, combined with bods tattooed:
Chest, breast, throat
And not a centimeter nude
(As made in God’s good world).
I am confused.
A new prosthetic? Possibly.
Aesthetic? Frequently.
A thing to lean upon,
Confirm an ego and/or vanity
That ought to go,
But no, it can’t,
The tattoo being permanent!
Beards! What are they there for?
To hide the origin of doubled chin – one just beginning?
Arctic winter?
Saving shaving?
What’s it for?
Why would one want one hair more!
 
I wouldn’t want to kiss a beard:
Whirly, curly,
Itchy, scratchy…
None a match for girlie me.
They’re dominating TV;
Interviewers, program leaders.
All I want are clean-cut readers.
 
One day someone just appeared
And pioneered a new grown beard.
A new veneer
Had filled the sphere: a fad was born;
The bearded fashion was in action.
 
I am waiting till it passes,
And the fashion turns to glasses
Or an emphases on ar___s.
Who can say?
 
The Whole Of Sweden’s Wearing Beards 6.17.2018 A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Our Times, Our Culture II; Swedish Book; Arlene Nover Corwin
 
 
 
 
 
 

Hot, Hot, Hot

10 Jun 2018 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2018, circling round nature II, our times our cultureII, swedish book Tags:

               Hot, Hot, Hot

Whenever I have naught to say

I write about the weather.

It’s a good old English way

To say whatever’s

Easiest to pass the time,

The personal not being prime.

Yet here I sit, sunny comfy

Admiring the blue of sky,

The marvel of a lake whose look

Can take the breath away:

White, yellow water lily scattered willy-nilly

By some law of nature I will never fathom.

Row- and motorboats parked here and there

Far and near, on shores and little docks ad hoc.

Cirrus clouds are forming

Storming many hundred meters high.

And yet the sky, still blue looks still, yes, tranquil.

But I’ve moved from chair to capture

All in nature so enrapturing these eyes:

The butterflies, the dragonflies, the bees and flies,

Gnats, ants and ticks.

But I digress, for there are ducks to watch, nothing to fix –

(except, perhaps those nasty ticks).

This life as perfect as God made it,

Sun and cloud and shade quite perfect

Though the day is hot as hell.

I welcome every bit of it.

Hot, Hot, Hot 6.9.2018 Circling Round Nature II; Our Times, Our Culture II; Swedish Book;; Arlene Nover Corwin

I Grund Och Botten Är Vi Lika (At the bottom of things we are alike)

31 May 2018 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2018, circling round reality, I Is Always You is We, nature of & in reality, swedish book Tags:

     Living in Sweden, as I do, I’ve often noticed that some idioms seem to capture an essence, are more powerful in Swedish than in my own tongue English and vice versa. Therefore, I’ve begun to take the liberty of borrowing the occasional Swedish idiom for use in my poetry.

 I Grund Och Botten (är vi lika)*

A Swedish idiom meaning At The Bottom Of Things (we are alike)

 

At the bottom of things: basically,

First and foremost and primarily

We are alike.

Our temperament, our gifts, our faults

May differ, and they do.

But you,

You are the same as me.

I is always you is we!

We are a race: a human race.

But should we race, erase the commonality

That binds us all? Of course not!

We are one in essence, which we got

At birth, perhaps before;

Sympathy, empathy, the virtues, vices;

All the aims a blend of spices

From self-sacrifice to merchandise;

Imprecise, but there at bottom

From the scrotum to the sputum.

All your systems are but symptoms.

At their end a blend of like-ness and uniqueness,

And one race.

 I Grund Och Botten 5.31.2018 Swedish Book; Nature Of & In Reality; Circling Round Reality; I Is Always You Is We; Arlene Nover Corwin

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Hottest May On Record

30 May 2018 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2018, nature of & in reality, our times our cultureII, swedish book Tags:

Hot off the press!
The Hottest May On Record🤔✍

I write about the land I live in
Just because I live there and the land’s at hand.
A land forgiven,
For in heaps of, hopeful ways it’s grand.

The hottest May most every day
Since records started to be written, and
A button on the past,
It points to profits oft’ ill-gotten
In a world of greed, technology: half-rotten.

All the harmful tendencies in man
Brought forth, the times and growing population
On their prideful side.

Oh, I hate to be a just one more harbinger
Of god-knows-what:
Plagues and wars and everything that
Brings disaster.
All this from the weather
And this hottest May on record
Within
Little Sweden.

The Hottest May On Record 5.30.2018 Swedish Book; Nature Of & In Reality; Our Times, Our Culture II;Arlene Nover Corwin

We’ll Call it Global Warning

26 Feb 2017 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2017, circling round nature II, our times our cultureII, swedish book Tags:

   We’ll Call It Global Warníng

 

Global warming

Is alarming

‘cept when hot

when it should not.

It’s always thrilling

With a spring that comes in March.

Of course,

One may be wrong, but

What’s a robins’ song

Doing in garden mine

When everyone in Sweden

Knows it’s win-

ter?

 

We’ll Call It Global Warning 2.26.2017

Circling Round Nature II; Out Times, Our Culture II; Swedish Book;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

What Is Faith, Really?

31 Oct 2016 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2016, God Book II, our times our cultureII, swedish book, to the child mystic II Tags:


The Pope is coming here today, ‘here’ being Sweden.

Sweden has around a hundred fifty thousand Catholics;

Loyal bricks

In a religion with its world mystique;

Jesus the pivot, One-theistic.

Kind of him. Kind and broad-minded.

Plans to meet with not just Catholic,

But Jew, Muslim, Buddhist, Lutheran –

A sojourn

Ecumenical.

So what is faith?

It’s expectation, trust, conviction, hopefulness and confidence

In something that can only just be sensed,

For instance,

If you’ve faith in money, you can touch the money,

But the green can never guarantee the thing,

The happiness that it will bring,

And for how long.

Imperceptible, invisible, an energy

With wish inbuilt;

A wish and hope.

I understand the atheist.

To him the whole unjust-ifiable and –fied;

Unwarranted:

He can’t believe in God.

But what he doesn’t understand

Is that he too has faith –

Perhaps in love, his father, mother, one

Or other institution:

Faith in something –

All of it a veiled or unnoticed hint;

A blended tint linking the man to one thing

Or another.*

*of course when I say man, I mean both, all and every gender.

What Is Faith, Really? 10.31.2016

Our Times, Our Culture II; To The Child Mystic II; God Book II; Swedish Book;

Arlene Corwin

 

The Longest Day – Again

21 Jun 2016 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2016, birth death & in between II, circling round nature II, nature of & in reality, swedish book Tags:

 

Oh, this time business!

Reminded with, by many signs;

Symbols that we celebrate and calibrate;

Every year the summer solstice!

Here in Sweden parties, feasting, dancing, joy,

With a thread of aggravation, kicking off annoyance –

Passing time a sign indeed!

 

Darkening a little earlier,

Seeds sown both in earth and past

Bloomed and harvested. Some not manifest.

Autumn on its way, and winter.

Wishfully, another spring, but now is now,

One can’t allow a sorrow.

Sun is strongest. Night is shortest. Day is longest.

And hurrah!

 

The Longest Day – Again 6.21.2016

Circling Round Nature II; Birth, Death & in Between II; Nature Of & In Reality; Swedish Book;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

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