Practice For The Real Thing 2009

           Practice For The Real Thing

It’s practice:

Makeup on each day.

I’ll probably see no one –

No one’s here but me.

I could say that it’s harmony – or vanity,

That I’m dissatisfied au naturelle,

Practice for events to be –

Eventualities I’ve learned

Through observation and experience,

Are meaningless. Nobody cares.

We know Narcissus lives,



am I impressing for a what that waits?I do the thing –

The writing thing, the dressing thing,

The thinking, contemplating thing

In preparation for

The real thing

Which always has turned out to be


© Practice For The Real Thing 1.31.2009

Circling Round Vanities; Circling Round Reality; Definitely Didactic;

Arlene Corwin

It’s Always Readiness 2009

            It’s Always Readiness

You can tell who’s ready

(For a truth), who’s not.

You never push.

It [readiness] demands its rights –

however subtly.

Doors that open suddenly,

Pages read –

Our children targeted:

They are our goals,

Perhaps our mission.

Waiting for them,

You can tell who’s ready and who’s not.

Not pushing,

If you look you know.

© It’s Always Readiness 2.9.2009

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

Arlene Corwin

If A Bad Man Believes 2009

       If A Bad Man Believes

If a bad man believes in God

He has the peace

That every good man has.

God doesn’t care – good/bad, bad/good


Just rewards –

Desserts that have their ground in faith.

It’s faith that counts.


What happens after,

I have no idea – but have


No clue,

But there are clues

To chains

That point to balance;

Clues to chains

That point

To resolution,

Clues that point to fixed results –


That do not end with death

But point to immortality,


For choices made

Not dying death.


Birth, death and an in between,

The constant chain.

© If A Bad man Believes 1.17.2009

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

I Is Always You Is We; Revelations Big & Small; To The Child Mystic;



Day After #2

                 Day After #2

One day

After New Year’s Eve;

Nine years

Post millennium:

Continuation ordinaire,

Nothing changed but numbers.

What makes dates so great?

Why the fireworks

To signalize

A time that’s anyway here/gone?

I am a yin/yang person

Thinking all the time –

What’s there to celebrate

When it’s a fiction?

© Day After 1.2.2009

A Sense Of The Ridiculous; Circling Round Reality;

Circling Round Vanities; Birth, Death & In Between; Time;

Arlene Corwin


Comfort In Moments Of Meaninglessness 2009

       Comfort In Moments Of Meaninglessness

Woke without an aim,

Pushed down, depressed.



My projected


And asked about life’s meaning. Got:

“The fire of opposites together

Get to be life’s rhythm.”


“The ordering of things so each thing

Plays its part,

Establishes an order

In the whole, the heart.”


“Opposites that alternate in harmony,

Maturing gently.”


“Interweaving all his feelings

He does not choose favorites”.


No cause for insecurity.

I started the day.


*I Ching where I’ve altered the sentences (but kept the meaning) to get rhyme and rhythm.© Comfort In Moments Of Meaninglessness 2.11.2009

Circling Round Reality;

Arlene Corwin





Coming Out 2008

      Coming Out

I’m coming out!

Into new forms

Which are

Realities to me.

I’m coming out!

To forms

In service of my life –

To life in general.

Coming out!

My energies

From inner places

(Call them depths)

to serve the highest

and the widest.

Coming out

To move

and serve,

and prove the forms

that form my day.

© Coming Into The Day 9.10.2008

Circling Round Reality; Circling Round Energy;

Arlene Corwin


Clear As The Nose On Your Face 2008

      Clear As The Nose On Your Face

Things don’t just start,

They just don’t start from out of nowhere.

Somewhere, some place, somehow

Are beginnings.




Has an Absolute

Clear as the roses in their vase,

Or as the nose upon your face.


© Clear As The Nose On Your Face 7.3.2008

Circling Round Reality; Definitely Didactic;

Arlene Corwin




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