Wrinkles Are No Longer Sprinkles

06 Nov 2018 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2018, circling round aging, circling round wrinkles, Uncategorized Tags:

Simply ridiculous…
Miraculous that I am not edentulous;
(Love it!  It means toothless!)
Not infamous, anonymous or famous.
I should be glad.
I should be grateful.
Instead I’m mad,
Refuse to take a photo.
(Which a short time back had never failed)
There’s no shade or shadow 
That sets off a face that’s lined as lace.
The race is lost.
The boat has sailed,
Wrinkles are no longer sprinkles
But embedded ruts.
No ands or buts…
I am no longer nuts
About a photo shoot, about a ‘take’,
Which at this point must try a ‘fake’
With photoshop –
Lopping here, cropping there,
Mopping hair that may look gauzy.
The whole darned process nauseating,
 
Meanwhile and instead, and ‘fore I’m dead,
I’ll purify myself creating
Verse like this,
Dismiss
              the vanity while drawing breath,
Keep the midriff small in girth
Walk the earth
                        in aging mirth
And struggle not to grouch
Too much.😇
 
Wrinkles Are No Longer Sprinkles 11.6.2018 Circling Round Aging; Circling Round Wrinkles: Arlene Nover Corwin

Seeing Everything Through Eyes Of Death 2013

27 Feb 2013 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2013, birth death & in between II Tags: , , ,

Seeing Everything Through Eyes Of Death

 

I see everything through eyes of death.

Another friend has been informed:

Disease.  Disease mestastisized.

I turn the television on –

A program about nature.

Not much – nothing unfamiliar;

Still I see,

Through eyes in me,

The end of everyone, the transciency

And all I think is, I must meditate,

Pray, contemplate

And change more [quickly]

Than I have before.

It’s death.  If not that

Then, it’s fading.

Dwindling,

Waning,

Disappearing,

Vanishing.

Then I forget.

 

Seeing Everything Through Eyes Of Death 2.27.2013

Birth, Death & In Between II;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

She Shaves Her Legs 2012

10 Jun 2012 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2012, birth death & in between II, circling round vanities II Tags: , ,

She Shaves Her Legs

 

She shaves her legs, her underarms,

Plucks diverse hairs she doesn’t care for;

Colors, waxes, (oy, what pain!)

Making lines bikini.

When she’s old and blind and shaky,

Who will process her?

New daily living bearded chin,

The brow unformed, a nude vagina –

Thickened toenail, callouses,

Colossus of old age.

Useless un-mascara-ed eyes,

Hair that may or may not be there.

Who will care for things she cared for

And about?  That’s the question.

All the beauty spent on,

The appearance and expenditure

A meaningless expense.

 

Melted daiquiri of body parts;

A dried out potpourri of god-knows-what.

An inquiry to think about before and during…

Sorry, certain end.

 

She Shaves Her Legs 6.7.2012

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

Arlene Corwin

 

 

Mortal Moment 2009

23 Mar 2009 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2009, birth death & in between, circling round reality Tags: , ,

Mortal Moment Every one A mortal moment Birth to grave; A second’s death, A passing something Deep within the very growth. My beautiful young twenty year old Visitors who sit with me out in the sun, Who study for becoming one of life’s participants, Are one already with the moment Non-exempt. The pyramid Descends, Upends, Over, Ever. © Mortal Moment 3.23.2009 Birth, Death & In Between; Circling Round Reality; Arlene Corwin

Mortal Moment

 Every one

A mortal moment

Birth to grave;

A second’s death,

A passing something

Deep within the very growth.

My beautiful young twenty year old

Visitors who sit with me out in the sun,

Who study for becoming one of life’s participants,

Are one already with the moment

Non-exempt.

The pyramid

Descends,

Upends,

Over,

Ever.

 

© Mortal Moment 3.23.2009

Birth, Death & In Between; Circling Round Reality;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

I’m Such A Fool 2008

07 Mar 2009 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2008, birth death & in between, circling round nature, circling round woman, circling round wrinkles, mother book Tags: , , , , , , ,

           I’m Such A Fool

Foiled by aging, changing:

Wrinkling arm or cheek or thigh,

Cholesterol, a kidney stone:

Visible, measurable.

The product of my womb is now

Pre-diabetic, high cholesterol

And also floored.

With that, I am no longer shocked,

No longer feel mocked by law.

I understand more.

© I’m Such A Fool 12.15.2008

Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Nature;

Mother Book; Circling Round Woman; Birth, Death & In Between;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

A Death Day 2008

27 Jan 2009 Leave a comment

by arlenecorwin in 2008, circling round nature, circling round reality, I Is Always You is We, lessons to be learned, life Tags: , ,

      A Death Day

Synchronicity again.

Two cemeteries visited by chance:

In the night, the phone call –

“Nickie’s dead!”

What is it I am being told?

Perhaps it’s simple –

Everybody dies.

Near, far. young, old,

Each second, every minute,

On and off the planet, it’s a

Day of death.

© A Death Day 8.13.2008

Birth, Death & In Between;

Arlene Corwin

 

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