Arlene Corwin Poetry

I hope you’re not getting tired of my little inspired inserts. I love them all (my small children) each one that shows up one after the other. Sequences that surprise even me, the author, each one a little world, a little microcosmos.

The Houseguest You Never Want To Leave😇🧚‍♀️🧚‍♂️🙋‍♀️🧞‍♀️🧞‍♂️

You may not be a genius BUT
You may be visited by genius,
He or she who is your muse
Sent by some caring force to use.

It happens every now and then
And when…when it presents itself
You’re honored, for your opuses are marked
By qualities but dreamed of lying in the dark.

Let yourself become a duct.
Let the technique romp through to you,
Finally to reach out to the few
As yet un-met, unseen dear viewer, who
Will benefit from your enchantment.

It’s all a magic, unexplainable, entrancing
Where your duty is a simple one:
Take hold of gifts you have, and dancing,
Work them with a quiet purpose.
Who knows when that genius
Will be the guest that never sticks?**

*genius comes from the mythical genie who, imprisoned in a bottle, when freed grants wishes when summoned.
** stick: (British informal slang) go to live elsewhere.
The Houseguest You Never Want To Leave 6.12.2019 the Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin

It’s so much easier to say yes than to utter no.
One often doesn’t think so
When one sometimes has to put one’s preferences aside,
Be childlike, give up one’s pride.
And so, depending on the mood
It’s but to choose
Till saying yes becomes be a habit.
Life is so much smoother. Grab it!
When you understand you cannot lose,
The proof immersed within the pudding.
Let yes be the budding test and rest in it.
Yes – acquiescence and compliance;
Pliability, a sweet docility;
Not necessarily passivity
For a yes has sometimes to become a no.
In time you’ll know when it is so.

It’s So Much Easier To Say Yes 6.10.2019 Definitely Didactic; Arlene Nover Corwin

I’ve decided to respond to those who sweetly ask how to write a poem. I’m not the best. There is no best. Arrest your own particular talent and bring it to its crest.✍️🎯

You can be sure
That what you feel we all feel too
And what they’ve felt you have felt also.
We are a hub within diversity
And can identify.
That’s great!
You query what to write about.
I say you all have lots of thoughts,
Hundreds, thousands, endless thoughts.
Your reference and your library,
Future though that be.

So I say emulate, read, be honest!
You have much to say.
Thought-in-word infinity.
Doubts to share. love that’s there nature, air:
Boundless ware.
For nothing’s new beneath our sun.
Write, write, write each, every one.

Repetition is the key.
It’s all rehearsal, change and tinker.
Keep on learning, letting in the tutelage you hanker after.
Carry paper on your person. Write down phrases.
You’ll go through a thousand phases
Till one day you find a style’s come slinking through.
It’s evolution.

All’s gear to set the brain a-working.
All’s a training.
There’s no need for more explaining.
Yes, you can be sure
The poem will be just you and your…
Your poetry.
You Can Be Sure 6.9.2019 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin

From Whence The Drive…
🧘‍♀️🕺🎨🤸‍♀️✍️🙏👩‍🎤🎬🎤🎼🎹
From whence the drive for fame?
To get your stuff out into an audiencing witness world,
Out there, somewhere to anywhere.
From whence the drive for name?
Is it the same as fame? No doubt,
For one comes out
Escorted by the other.

More subtle still, from whence the drive for beauty?
A vanity?
To paint one’s face,
Put on a different daily dress?
Or is it in its self the need for love?
All the above?

Seven deadly sins there are.
Sins to dread? Where do they lead?
Nature’s law, inborn borne out by sin?
For Augustine they were a biggie.
Especially this vanity.
A sin into which we all dive into daily.

All these urges surging forth
From which we haven’t got a clue.
We ought to, for it’s me. It’s you.

They may originate
From the desire to create;
From having sex to being celibate.
From getting love and being seen
To giving love imperceptibly and hidden
From a public marketing itself unbidden
And unsparingly.

From whence the drive to anything?
This poet will keep questioning
While most will go through circumstance
With drives which only lead to suffering
And stress’ unhappiness, dense
As to why and where the origins.
From Whence the Drive 6.9.2019 Circling Round Vanities II; Arlene Nover Corwin

I’ve decided to respond to those who sweetly ask how to write a poem. I’m not the best. There is no best. Arrest your own particular talent and bring it to its crest.

You can be sure
That what you feel we all feel too
And what they’ve felt you have felt also.
We are a hub within diversity
And can identify.
That’s great!
You query what to write about.
I say you all have lots of thoughts,
Hundreds, thousands, endless thoughts.
Your reference and your library,
Future though that be.

So I say emulate, read, be honest!
You have much to say.
Thought-in-word infinity.
Doubts to share. love that’s there nature, air:
Boundless ware.
For nothing’s new beneath our sun.
Write, write, write each, every one.
Repetition is the key.
It’s all rehearsal, change and tinker.
Keep on learning, letting in the tutelage you hanker after.
Carry paper on your person. Write down phrases.
You’ll go through a thousand phases
Till one day you find a style’s come slinking through.
It’s evolution.
All’s gear to set the brain a-working.
All’s a training.
There’s no need for more explaining.
Yes, you can be sure
The poem will be just you and your…
Your poetry.

You Can Be Sure 6.9.2019 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin

Just a loving quickie for our Nicky!🎂
What’s a birthday welcome
Unescorted by a birthday poem!
I and Kent, Kent and I
Wish you HAPPY BIRTHDAY! AYE!
Revel in the special your!
Whoop it up, eat drink
As much as you have room for.
You’re not twenty, thirty, forty or…???
(I’ve quite forgotten)
So, despite the knot in
This old brain, don’t get sick or be picky.
Do not panic! Staying rhythmic
Eat a drumstick and some garlic stoically
And on this new specific day
Have the happiest of days in any way you please.
SO, HAPPY loving BIRTHDAY NICHOLAS!❤️
A Loving Quickie 6.6.2019 Birthday Book; Special People, Special Occasions; Arlene Nover Corwin

We’ll Call It Meditation🧘‍♀️II

Isolate your muscles, breath.
Concentration on a word, a point:
Any, all – one at a time, remaining there
Long as capacity and capability are able.

Another practice is to contemplate:
Reflect on you yourself, for self is all you have.
Deeply and as long as your existing power is stable.

Endless aspects of existence
And so many ones to choose from.
Focusing, and when thoughts go a-wandering,
Bring them back to focusing.
It is a restlessness, impatience and/or boredom
From bad habits that rule over us.

Mind is always thinking.
Don’t suppress it, but respect it.
Even watch it, if you can.
Bring it back to ‘now’, for now
Is all you ever have, or ever will:
The plan-less plan, the ever-man.
We’ll Call It Meditation 6.6.2019 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditation II; Arlene Nover Corwin