Building Walls

To build a wall beside your neighbor,

(though he be not dearest neighbor) –

Build a wall to hide your neighbor

And to hide yourself,

Is wrong as wrong can be.

Don’t you agree?


What neighbor has no overflow?

Is not magnifico?

Has not a folk to which we owe

Our history: our languages, our citizenry, heroes and mythology;

Poverty an un-destroy-able

“The poor are always with us” still, will always be.


What neighbor doesn’t ebb and flow,

Fail then grow?

He next store or ‘cross the border.

Not our job to build a fort

Against a fancied enemy.


Building Walls 5.22.2017

War Book II; Our Times, Our Culture II;

Arlene Corwin;



Guess Who?


Never moves.

Doesn’t care

If it is day, night,

Dark, light –

You can

Make advances


And how,

Or even if

You will,

Active or still;


The whole darned lot

Before it ever took its form.

He/she/it or what?’

Guess who?

I Know Where To Find You

           I Know Where To Find You


Some months ago, and writing from my bed

I meditated thus, and said:

You have no face,

No eyes, no kidneys:

Have, in fact no special place.

Still, I know just where to find you –

How, in space and now.


I know Where To Find You 9.3.2015

God Book II;

Arlene Corwin

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