Towards Completion 2012

              Towards Completion


It’s been said to young and old or old or new –

Or even you

Who have most likely thought it through.

(Yet I say it in

                           good conscience yet again):

A friend whom I love dearly, nearly


Waiting still for inspiration

(Call it what you will)

To manifest the latent

Force of talent that is his,

Thrusting it or sneaking it

Upon a world-in-waiting

(not that it knows that it’s waiting).

Skating, as he does

Upon an ice of suds

My earnest hope is that it sud(s)denly

Reveals what has

Been there always

Or whenever First Time was

(which point of view is up to you)

Where talent, character and fate


My friend is waiting –

Not for end but for beginning –

Maybe for a route to open.


As I said, it’s all been said!

But one more time (both clean and new)

To someone young, old, new – or you,

Waiting and creating go together

Like the birds of feather that they are.

Waiting is not sitting still,

Or discontinuing the will

But a station for creation:


Towards completion.


Towards Completion 9.23.2012

Special People, Special Occasions; Definitely Didactic;  The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II;

Arlene Corwin


Free To Be Free 2nd version 2003 1st version 1996

    Free To Be Free

Freedom is not freedom

To do this or that,

But action on the spot

Constrained not by before;

The impulse in the psyche’s core

Is peace, release,

Action and reaction

Being sweet, if mini-, cosmos.

©Free To Be Free (b) 03.1.6 version (a) 96.3.13

The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative; Nature In & Of Reality; Definitely Didactic;

Arlene Corwin

Free To Be Free 1996


     Free To Be Free

Freedom, what? Not

To do a this or that,

But freedom to create

In every moment,

Unconstrained by moment’s pre-

Determinative chain;

Not a thing that wears you out

Pursuing every want and place;

Not a freedom to break rules,

Unless, of course, you’ve got the grace.

Till something gives its mute permission,

One should live as one inept.

When that happens something lives

That had no life and no volition;

Or perhaps it only slept.

When you sense that load and freight

That wore you down, now bear you up,

Then you sense in mind and non-sense

Freedom as a daily choice

Pragmatically expressing voice.

Then it’s easy.


Free To Be Free 96.6.21Definitely Didactic; Nature Of & In Reality;

Arlene Corwin




I Live Like A Caveman 2004

   I Live Like A Caveman

I know I’ve got to eat and wash,

Pee and t’other,

Fetch and shop,

Hold house together;

Fulfill the plans that structure day.

And still I live, free – like a caveman

With responsibilities and duty,

Love and song, free for beauty,

Heart and art:

Caveman must have lived this way:


Sticking-at-ness to survive,

Pointing at what’s good to know.

I live like a caveman,

But it doesn’t show,

(Except for a propensity

For eating with my hands.)

© I Live Like A Caveman 04.3.1

A Sense Of The Ridiculous; Pure Nakedness; Vaguely About Music;

Arlene Corwin

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