27 Dec 2008 Leave a comment
in 2007, circling round eros, I Is Always You is We Tags: 2007, circling round eros, I is alsways you is we
No- Sex
There’s hetero-
And homo-
And bi- and trans-
And no-,
The last
The least demanding,
Most developed, sharing
Caring,
Ego-least
Sex kind.
It takes time to arrive there,
So it’s said, and so I say,
‘Gather ye rosebuds while ye may.’
But live a long, long life.
©No- Sex .07.8.21.
Circling Round Eros; I Is Always You Is We;
Arlene Corwin
18 Dec 2008 Leave a comment
in 2007, circling round eros, circling round woman, I Is Always You is We Tags: 2007, circling round eros, circling round woman, I Is Always You is We
Dubious Sexuality
She marries, has a child.
Things going wrong – whatever song,
It doesn’t matter,
Falls in love with what? A woman.
Happens everyday – can.
Does.
He’s always preferred men.
His partner, on the other hand,
Had wife and child and grandchild,
Then…
He also found that he liked men.
It’s dubious, this concept sex,
This concept gender.
Women, men:
Not easy
To identify.
And yet, scarcely complex…
©Dubious Sexuality 07.8.16
Circling Round Eros; Circling Round Woman; I Is Always You Is We;
Arlene Corwin
25 Nov 2008 Leave a comment
in 1996, circling round eros, I Is Always You is We, love relationships, love relationships; circling round eros, nature of & in reality Tags: 1996, circling round eros, love relationships, nature of & in reality
Hologram
Forms exist ad nauseum;
Programmed flimflam,
Matrix of a hologram;
Illusion super-layered
Drive on drive,
The outer drive erotic,
Inner drive the search for love;
Flamed, abiding:
Love in common.
©
Hologram 96.10.22
25 Nov 2008 Leave a comment
in 1997, birth death & in between, birthday book, circling round energy, circling round eros, circling round nature, circling round reality, circling round time, circling round vanities, circling round woman, circling round wrinkles, I Is Always You is We, lessons to be learned, life Tags: 1997, aging, birth death & in between, birthday book, circling round energy, circling round eros, circling round nature, circling round reality, circling round time, circling round vanities, circling round woman, circling round wrinkles, I Is Always You is We, pure nakedness
Sixty-Two: Observing The Changes
Orgasm weaker – not a surprise.
Those heat seeking thighs
That once held me captive
Have loosened their hold.
Interest too. Not a surprise.
Those amorous eyes,
Dependent and needy,
Shy, yet so bold –
More neutral and broad –
All-inclusive and cool;
Emotions unsteady
Easy to rule:
Compliant, as if they were some kind of fraud
In the first place, pretending to strengths they don’t have,
Defending a license and place ill-deserved.
Always new wrinkles on cheek, hand and arm,
Weakened growth hormone sounding alarm:
Dehydration,
Desiccation –
Yet life’s better,
Fetter-binding guile cut.
‘Take me as I am’ my style;
Not a Stradivari, but
I curry every gram,
Married to each dram
Of these, the yellowing,
Youth-emptied, yoga-filled mellowing years
Observing the changes with tapering fears.
©
Sixty-Two: Observing The Changes 97.6.25Circling Round Woman; Birth, Death & In Between; Time;
Pure Nakedness; Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Vanities;
Arlene Corwin
24 Nov 2008 Leave a comment
in 1996, circling round eros, love relationships, love relationships; circling round eros Tags: 1996, circling round eros, love relationships
Dancing In The BedIt’s 8:15 a.m. I’m still
Asleep when you come in the room.
The radio’s been on since five.
You modestly and unassumingly
Creep in. I slowly come alive.
My neck is slightly sore, the symptom
Of a migraine. You massage it.
Then because the body needs it
And you’re sensitive, your fragrant hand,
Like a corsage, begins to find,
Explore my spine.
There’s music in the background and,
Before we know it, there we are
Moving, dancing in the bed.
Lovely and exciting rhythms
Form our future memoir.
Up and down, the rose bedspread
Awry, we minuet and smile,
Closely dancing all the while.
And, oh, how we enjoy the time
Willingly exploited, using
Hands and even feet to prime
The other’s total health, the boozing,
Bruising done by others non-existent.
How we’ve laughed! Now I’m awake.
I feel like a griddlecake.
Or eggs and steak?
The dance in bed not inconsistent
With the need to eat,
The music’s beat
Now slow, now fast, the background broadcast
Perfect prologue to a breakfast.
©Dancing In The Bed 96.5.5
Love Relationships; Circling round Eros;
Arlene Corwin
19 Nov 2008 Leave a comment
in 1997, circling round eros, circling round nature, circling round reality, circling round time, circling round vanities, circling round woman, circling round wrinkles, I Is Always You is We, lessons to be learned, life, pure nakedness Tags: 1997, birth death & in between, circling round eros, circling round nature, circling round time, circling round woman, circling round wrinkles, pure nakedness
Sixty-Two: Observing The Changes
Orgasm weaker – not a surprise.
Those heat seeking thighs
That once held me captive
Have loosened their hold.
Interest too. Not a surprise.
Those amorous eyes,
Dependent and needy,
Shy, yet so bold –
More neutral and broad –
All-inclusive and cool;
Emotions unsteady
Easy to rule:
Compliant, as if they were some kind of fraud
In the first place, pretending to strengths they don’t have,
Defending a license and place ill-deserved.
Always new wrinkles on cheek, hand and arm,
Weakened growth hormone sounding alarm:
Dehydration,
Desiccation –
Yet life’s better,
Fetter-binding guile cut.
‘Take me as I am’ my style;
Not a Stradivari, but
I curry every gram,
Married to each dram
Of these, the yellowing,
Youth-emptied, yoga-filled mellowing years
Observing the changes with tapering fears.
©
Sixty-Two: Observing The Changes 97.6.25Circling Round Woman; Birth, Death & In Between; Time; Pure Nakedness;
Circling Round Eros; Circling Round Wrinkles;
Arlene Corwin
17 Nov 2008 Leave a comment
in 2008, circling round eros, I Is Always You is We, lessons to be learned, life Tags: 2008, circling round eros, I Is Always You is We, sex
Ballet
It moves so naturally.
First, bodies side by side;
Quiet, tired, newly wakened,
Parallel – a back to front;
A shift, and than a front to back;
A shift, and then two legs
That cross two others –
Shift again, and lying on one’s back once more,
The other on his side.
And so, the shifting carries on:
A slow ballet.
A hand awakes. Massages
Small, attentive, soft. Still,
No one does a thing –
Makes no advances.
Not a kiss – but closeness.
Then, as if a miracle
[But still asleep]
A warm and stiffened
Natural extension slips naturally
Into its home; small home,
Warm home – and no one moves;
Not yet a movement.
But sensation, which aroused
From causes multi-
Subtle, partly
From the knowledge that there’s time,
And no one need rush up, rush out,
The time and freedom an essential,
Ballet ends.
The audience applauds.
© Ballet 4.18. 2008
Circling Round Eros;
Arlene Corwin
16 Nov 2008 Leave a comment
in 1962, love relationships, love relationships; circling round eros Tags: 1962, circling round eros, love relationships
Husband, Lover, Friend And Mate
Husband, lover, friend and mate,
All I ask is that you wait –
Ever watchful and involved,
As your problems drop off – solved.
©Husband, Love, Friend And Mate 62.8
Love Relationships;
Arlene Corwin
01 Nov 2008 Leave a comment
in the processes creative thinking meditative Tags: circling round eros, do not suffer, life death & in between, life death & inbetween, love relationships, our times our culture, suffering, the processes creative thinking meditative, time's transiency
It’s Good To Remember
This moment is past.
This
moment, and this, andthis…and this…A documentary that you witness:
Pornography; children,
Two year old – penis
In its mouth.
And you loathe.
Another documentary.
Polar bear afloat in waters
With no land to swim to,
Not a creature to the rescue.
Yet you know,
(And you should think)
While insides sink
And cramp, that
All those moments filmed have passed,
And everything that moment altered.
This
one, this and this and this…There being no last sun, just changes
In the ranges of the moment.
Do not suffer.
© It’s Good To Remember 1.1.2008
Nature Of & In Reality; Our Times, Our Culture;
Arlene Corwin
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