Periods Of Slackness 2008

         Periods Of Slackness

Periods of slackness



The radio,

Culture high and culture low:


Through the walls of faked


Discontent: it’s there

With restless nudging.

Zombie-ism. Sludge.

Aware [are we]

That nothing loves a vacuum;

If we shut the simulated stimulation

Something swoops in

On a podium of mystery.

© Periods Of Slackness 3.10.2008

The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative;

Arlene Corwin



Perhaps It’s Good To Suffer 2008

          Perhaps It’s Good To Suffer

It’s good to see through the illusion:


Perhaps it’s good to suffer –

The inexorable welcome.

Good to suffer;

More than if you’d had it all,

And loathe to leave the genial,

Ached more

Than those who’d suffered

Life throughout.


For the separation

That detains, restrains us all:


It may be a good –

And easier

To suffer.

© Perhaps It’s Good To Suffer 12.12.2008

Circling Round Reality; Definitely Didactic; Birth, Death & In Between;

Arlene Corwin



Perfect Portrait 2008

      Perfect Portrait

Much to give;

Busy clearing channels

To flow out through shyness.

It is nature – hers –

To learn

That what flows out as life force

Has its source

Outside herself.

She needs assistance,

Yet she carries on,

Her nature making efforts,

Honing skills,

Collecting tools

To nourish self and them.

How accurate the portrait


This perfectly judged junction,

This convergence of events

In time.

© Perfect Portrait 5.13.2008

Circling Round Woman; I is Always You Is We;

Pure Nakedness;

Arlene Corwin

Passing Thoughts On Those Who Borrow 2008

          Passing Thoughts On Those Who Borrow

Are you capable of thinking through

The chinks?

You borrow though you know

There will be problems paying back –

[The crowing cock of downfall.]

Want: I want creating want

As in: need dire; destitution,

Shortage; wish turned into suffering

For needs imagined.

Wanton lacks:

Unknowledge in the highest.

Thinking through from link to link

Instead of lunging, lurching,

Lured by promises of pleasured gains

That lurk inside a luscious glow, a lurid glow.

The lustrous is a cost – and loss

The ultimate.

© Passing Thoughts On Those Who Borrow 7.25.2008

Definitely Didactic; Our Times, Our Culture;

Arlene Corwin




I Thought That I Could Never Write A Novel 2008/2009

         I Thought That I Could Never Write A Novel

I thought that I could never write

A novel.

I suspect that what I scribble


a novel.  Novel, no, but universal –Variations on the themes

I sometimes understand as dull,

Experience as new.

An I that’s also you.

Subjective when the partial reigns,

Objective from a God’s-eye view.

A novel to be read as true;

An I that’s also always you.

© I Thought That I Could Never Write A Novel 2.14.2008

I is Always You Is We;

Arlene Corwin




Only If 2008

      Only If

Only if

Someone is daft


To interest him/herself,

Will this stuff ever

Be ingested voluntarily,

Digested – maybe.

Reading it today, I think,

“This stinks…

What is she saying?”

I, the author, have to

Think it through.

It’s there, all right –

A bright idea



Or cryptic;

Not a picnic.

But still deep enough

To steep yourself in.

Neither boast nor bragiose

Just an attempt to give the most

That one can give at any given


© Only If 4.24.2008

A Sense Of The Ridiculous; The Processes:Creative,Thinking, Meditative;

Arlene Corwin

One Evening In June 2008

         One Evening In June

One moon, croon, tune


In June

Is we that never was.


A festival of feelings,

Celebration of the pagan.

Venus high,

Comfortable with one another,

On our backs,

The insecurities relaxed,

Relieved in rest,

Our recreation our vacation.

One June moon sphinx


An atmospheric secret box

Holding our futures.

© One Evening In June 6.28.2008

Circling Round Eros; I Is Always You Is We; Love Relationships;

Arlene Corwin



One Of The Almost Famous 2008

        One Of The Almost Famous

One of the almost famous


Who accomplish [relatively] much,

Touch heaven

In the earthliest of ways

(an ultimate non-real salvation);

One of the


Works viewed

By a fraction few [of mankind’s folk;]

Who never reach the immortality

Of earthly offers,

Leaving ends to destiny

And judgement day;

Probably me

Or you –

Or friends who go

In circles that you run, are known


Never satisfied,


Destined anyway

To be

One of the almost


© One Of The Almost Famous 3.1.2008

I is Always You Is We; Definitely Didactic;

Arlene Corwin


One More Time 2008

      One More Time

Saddened one more time.

Sad, as if I knew him.

It’s the earli-ness,

The premature-ness,

Pointlessness of fate;

Date with Death.

Acclaimed, accomplished,

Consummate, exalted, in his prime.

One more time

The talented, accomplished

Dying young

In witless ways,

Shortsighted stunts,

Mindless moments’ dumb decisions –

And the world has lost

Yet one more source

Of inspiration.

Then I think:

Each karmic trick

Happening to all

And who

Am I to

Challenge it?*

*Esbjorn Svensson brilliant jazz pianist who died in a scuba diving accident age 42 or so.

© One More Time 6.16.2008

A Sense Of The Ridiculous; Birth, Death & In Between; Special People, Special Occasions;

Arlene Corwin

One Big Question 2008

       One Big Question

What I write is

One big question;

Every statement,

Each assertion –

Just a question.

What I know I say,

But saying, – is a question,

A gestation of the soul

Doled out

In graduated wakenings

Through many lives

Of asking.

©One Big Question 2.10.2008

Definitely Didactic; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative;

To The Child Mystic; I is Always You Is We;

Arlene Corwin








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