29 Dec 2008 Leave a comment
in 2007, our times our culture, war book Tags: 2007, our times our culture, war book
Weapons
Wiping out
A destiny in seconds;
Second’s destiny
Of good and evil tendencies.
Killing never works.
It hurts.
One’s back to zero.
Who
Gains what?
It’s terribly expensive –
Coin, the artery and vein:
Inane,
Not funny.
©Weapons 07.8.30.
Our Times, Our Culture; War Book;
Arlene Corwin
29 Dec 2008 Leave a comment
in 2007, our times our culture, war book Tags: 2007, our times our culture, war book
Weapons
How would you feel
If you wiped out
A destiny in seconds?
Pregnancy: it lasts nine months.
A destiny in seconds.
Good and evil tendencies;
Tendency’s environment
To take in and to think about:
Killing doesn’t work.
It hurts.
It turns one back to zero.
Who
Gains what? Who gains?
Besides, it’s terribly expensive –
Money, artery and veins:
The most inane
Of jokes.
©Weapons 07.8.30.
Our Times, Our Culture; War Book;
Arlene Corwin
25 Dec 2008 Leave a comment
in 2007, birth death & in between, circling round time, our times our culture, special people special occasions, war book Tags: 2007, birth death & in between, circling round time, our times our culture, special people special occasions, war book
Watch stopped at 4:03 A.M.,
The time Saddham
Was being hanged.
Its battery,
Its two year guarantee with two year run,
Which showed no sign of wearing down,
Died at the point his neck disabled;
Where mankind had once been cradled.
I, somewhere secure in Sweden, cuddled up,
Lay breathing in the arms of nature,
sound asleep.
Birth, Death & In Between; Special People Special Occasions;
Time; Our Times, Our Culture; War Book;
Arlene Corwin
22 Dec 2008 Leave a comment
in 2007, birth death & in between, our times our culture, war book Tags: war book
Crime:
Injuries and disappearance.
Are we getting weary
Of the facts already?
Tired of the reminder,
Over-information in each pore?
(Is there even such a word,
We, the herd, the creamy curd it aims at?)
Injuries and disappearance –
More ubiquitous than simple death.
Combination
Mutilation,
And its kin
Annihilation
While the west is living longer,
All the rest no longer safe.
In a stream-of-conscious rancor,
Either wonder theo-logic, cosmologic-
Is made stronger,
Moral humanism broader, or
A cynic disbelief in objects
Looks for comfort side by side with -isms
Of consumption
Leaving fertile ground to sow and grow
More injured disappeared.
Have you heard?
I thought I’d mention it again.
Arlene Corwin
22 Oct 2008 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: our culture, Our Times, war, war book
Nobody Wins In A War
Banal, self-clear, cliché
And tautological to say:
To right a wrong
It cannot pay to kill the young.
A Mozart or Copernicus
To never impart genius
To put more light our way
Because he’s decimated at age six.
No one wins when cities burn;
Limbless people can’t earn
Livings begging
minus leg.
The stomach churns at all the loss:
Planet beings turned to dross.
Any nincompoop can see
That one less creature
Dead too soon,
Changes flows. The sun and moon
And angels cry,
And so do I.
Nobody Wins In A War. 00.11.16
Our Times, Our Culture; War Book;
Arlene Corwin
14 Oct 2008 Leave a comment
in 2008 Tags: 2008, Arlene Corwin, our culture, Our Times, poem, poetry, war, war book
Afghanistan
And all around;
Mass fleeing,
Caused
By wars
Imposed
By us –
There has
To be a downfall,
Short-term windfalls
Notwithstanding.
Really,
How dare we
Indulge in self-deceit,
No self insight
And not expect
The stars to fall
On Alabama?
Arlene Corwin Poetry 