Plucking Eyebrows In The Sun 2010

                                         Plucking Eyebrows In The Sun

I’m taking a poll.

It’s whimsical.

I’m plucking eyebrows in the sun,

Well, really, plucking eyebrows on my chin.

How many women

In my boat,

Admit it?

Come on, honestly.

Tell me.

After all,

It’s just a poll,

And I won’t tell

(Not one sole soul)

Female or male.

©Plucking Eyebrows In The Sun 10.16.2010

Circling Round Vanities; Circling Round Woman; A Sense of the Ridiculous;

Arlene Corwin



Windy Morning 2010

            Windy Morning

Dancing leaves;

Trunks slim,

A family

Communing, swaying


In weakness

They don’t break

Or crack.

They yield and give.

They live.

My powers of observation checked,

There is no sound indoors.

© Windy Morning 6.1.2010

Circling Round Nature;

Arlene Corwin


When You Feel 2010

         When You Feel

When you feel

The you that’s coming

To and through,

You know

You’re on your way.

When you feel the you

That is,

You know.

©When You Feel 9.9.2010

To The Child Mystic II

Arlene Corwin



Unity 2010


It’s a matter

Of seeing the parallels;

Measure and meter

Encompassing everything.

Hater to lover,

The crater of differences

Must be filled in.

A state of the mind,

It still is a matter

Of seeing the parallels,

Heavens and hells

Which never condemn

But condone.

© Unity 11.18.2010

Circling Round Reality;

Arlene Corwin

Nothing To Lose By Exposing 2010

             Nothing To Lose By Exposing

I’ve nothing to lose

(I mean we all)

By telling you the whole.

Nothing not clutched at,

Reached out to

Or botched up in life.

Kill? You’ve killed roach,

Wasp and ant.

You can’t

Say you’re harmless.

Both sexes have panted,

Seen, smelled, touched –

Have felt much of much:

If not outright, in fancy,


Nothing is lost

By making all known,

The unshown unshorn,

Exposed in the sharing –

It takes guts and daring, but

Nothing an ego can’t take.

© Nothing To Lose 10.20.2010

Definitely Didactic; Pure Nakedness;

Arlene Corwin


Day After 2010

                 Day After

November nine; first snow.

You gave me yesterday to celebrate:

A birth date worth the wait,

To never underestimate.

Sun shone.

One tasted stardom

Which meets confidence meets courage

Which meet age and faith

In coming days unknown.


© Day After 11.9.2010

Birthday Book;

Arlene Corwin

My Heart Is Growing Tenderer 2010

         My Heart Is Growing Tenderer

I’ve noticed that

My heart is growing tenderer.

I suffer with the sufferer.

I never thought I’d reach it:

Crying with my nice bank manager who’s lost her cat,

A newly widowed someone… fancy that!

Not sentiment,

Not sentimental –

Something new, original,

Its source untraceable.

Shield asonder,

Heart a new surrenderer,

No longer hinderer

Or flounderer,

Waiting for I-don’t-know-what,

But even more expandable.

© My Heart Is Growing Tenderer 10.25.2010

Revelations Big & Small;

Arlene Corwin

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