A Work In Progress 2011

A Work In Progress

Art is that,

Poetry, piano jazz:

All works in progress.

Friends of mine know that.


I’ve never written, played a piece

I’ve not revised – at least

Each time I’ve sized it up,

Done it twice or thrice or

More, more, more….


An awkward phrase

Needs tempo, elongating, shortening,

Abbreviating – simply wrong.

I once thought, is any artwork finished… ever?’

I still think it never is.

Life perhaps?

Never finished… I would

Like to think it is.


Work-in-progress, always

Where one dares, inspired

By a change

In mind inspired by one better.

Breathing in, metabolizing

Something better

As the letter becomes yours.


Brasher in a quiet way: maybe later in the day,

Observant and articulate,

Alert to nuance new.

Always on the way…

To rainbow’s end, maybe no end,

Restrictions ever loosening,

Never ending progress

That keeps saying “No, not this,

You silly-billy.”

Not advancement but evolvement.


A Work-In-Progress 12.4.2011

The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Definitely Didactic; Pure Nakedness; Vaguely About Music;

Arlene Corwin

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