When You’re Not At Home 2007

            When You’re Not At Home

When you’re not at home

I do my yoga, learn more tunes,

Play piano, listen to

The radio,

Write, edit, closing wounds

To grow,

Expressing sounds


No one hears but birds and cat

And God knows that.

When you’re at home

I fall into my housewife mode:

Planning meals, peeling onions,

Taking care to find your mood

Without intruding,

Asking what you’re feeling,

What you want, including

What you’d like to watch on TV.

I become good company.

A not-so-simple difference oui?

©When You’re Not At Home 07.5.3

A Sense Of The Ridiculous; Love Relationships; Circling Round Yoga;

Circling Round Woman;

Arlene Corwin

The Theoretical Yogi 2007

          The Theoretical Yogi

Knowing what eat, to do,

Knowing how and where to go

To reach

The highest one can reach,

But stuck inside

His hide

And glued

To only

What he thinks is good,

He peps

Himself up,

“Talks the talk”


At the final steps –

So good at theory

But never really


©The Theoretical Yogi 11.17.2007

Circling Round Reality; Circling Round Yoga;

Arlene Corwin



Home University 2007

             Home University

I have a university within my house.

Surrounded by a thousand

Times a thousand times a thousand words

In books I’ve bought,

Brochures and articles collected,

Information omniforms connected,

Cd’s notwithstanding.

I could spend a hundred years at home

Enclosed in cloister, school and domicile:

Guru all-in-one.

In bed, awake at four

I’ve lit a candle, done

Some breathing, then

Becoming restive, set the radio a-low.

Still lying down, take up a book.

Though tired, (it’s still dark),

I am inspired – but hungry.

Toddling downstairs for a cup

To take back up –

A 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”,

“Treatment of the Heart Through Yoga”,

Taken up the pencil and the paper:

University in bed, bedside and in my head,

Awaiting morning light.

The January Swedish night

Still uppermost in nature,

This is prototype repeated

Meant to deepen and sustain.

©Home University 07.1.20

A Sense Of The Ridiculous; Defiantly Doggerel; Coffee Book;

Circling Round Yoga; Swedish Book;

Arlene Corwin


Circulating Blood 2007

      Circulating Blood

I do my yoga

Wakened to

The shifting angles,

Sometimes-suffocating pressures

Voluntarily approached;

Wakeful to the benefits

Of circulating, gravitating blood that gathers

Here and there,

Preventing this dis-ease,

Abetting that conditioned future

Like a suture

To an energy

That always wants to lessen.

Yoga lesson: circulation.

Blood elixir

Blood essential,

Precious liquor,

I, container.

© Circulating Blood 11.9.07

Circling Round Nature; Birth, Death & In Between; Circling Round Yoga;

Arlene Corwin





A’s Food Diary 2007

07.7.28 A’s Food Diary

The world may be going to hell in a wheelbarrow, but for most of us, at least those of us who are reading this (you do own a computer after all – a sign of some privilege) food choices are more abundant than ever, nutritional information more accessible.

It’s mostly a matter of training or re-training the mind to choose correctly at every food moment, and since eating goes on all of your life, you’ve loads of moments in which to practice [choosing] – from what to how to when you will eat.

Food is nice. I can’t think of a more pleasurable way to develop the character.

It’s always a balance between nutrition, cost, time, imagination and what’s at hand. This little tract is written for those who know their way around a kitchen – who have a feel for amounts and bulk and the tastes of things.

It is possible to look at a recipe and sense the taste just by reading the ingredients. It comes with time – and experience in the kitchen.

Cooking is, in fact a form of yoga. It even has a proper name: Anna Yoga. Since yoga presupposes and teaches focus and concentration, cooking as a form of yoga leads to spontaneity, creativity, correct judgements and a good meal. Cooking a means and goal.

If you like to eat, Anna yoga is for you. If you’d like a means to change your life, cooking might be just the answer. Food!

Reflections While Lying On The Floor Doing Yoga 1996


      Reflection While Lying On The Floor Doing Yoga

God is more a law than person.

All the gods and goddesses

Turn towards its light in salutation.

I turn towards the gods themselves

To set the mood in evocation.

They in turn, turn in a wave

Towards me. I sense their scenery.

I take in waves of sympathy.

I visualize a dot of light

Far, far away past day, past night –

Way past their realm

To where the light stands at the helm

Of everything. When I am through

I feel that I’ve been worked on,

Thoughts more sweeping, true, impromptu

Than they were ten minutes gone.


Reflection While Lying On The Floor Doing Yoga 96.4.9Circling Round Yoga; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative;

To The Child Mystic;

Arlene Corwin


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