Love Relationships

By Arlene Corwin

My love relationships have come in all shapes and sizes. Some have had
the quality of anger, some of reverence, some of lust, some of friendship. All
have found resonance inside me in the end. All resolved themselves, sooner or
later, into love.
Love Relationships divided itself naturally into sections:
Love Relationships is 222 poems written over a period of 60 years. A
hundred nuances of relationships, each with love for even lack of love is love,
if you know what I mean is the fundament.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Apr 19, 2013
• ISBN: 9781483620893

Arlene Corwin

Arlene Corwin is a professional jazz singer/pianist, yoga practitioner of some 40 years, and author of 11 previous books, each circling round some singular aspect of life. A graduate of the High School of Music & Art and Hofstra University, she lives, performs and teaches in Sweden.

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Contents

A Hint Of Autumn

A Man Is A Man Is A Man

A Mother’s Death

A Mother’s Dying

A Mother’s Passing

A Private Shout Of Love

A Real Note

A Woman Involved

A Woman Paralyzed In Love

Advice To A Beleaguered Mother

Advice To Wives Who Wait At Home

Advice To Women Who Have Boyfriends Twelve Years Younger

After Sixteen years, Even After

Afternoon Seduction

Ah, Love #1

Ah, Love #2

Ah, Love #3

Ah, Love #4

Ah, Love #5

Ah, Love #6

All Trees

Almost Erotic

Always In Love

An Affair Is A Harrowing Thing #1

An Affair Is A Harrowing Thing #2

And Yet She Lived

Anniversary Screw

Are We Reading The Same Newspaper?

Are You Bored Yet My Dear?

Aridity

August Fifteen

Awakening of Affection for People Past

Bath Contemplation

Behind The Windows

Birthday Kent

Boyfriend/Girlfriend

But Not The Rest

But Did She Take Their Souls?

Cat Desertion Is Cat Fidelity

Cat Scan

Childhood Friend

Christmas Love Song

Christmas Morning Hand-Knit Socks

Cindy’s Gone

Coming Together Sooner Or Later

Communication

Cousin Roz

Cremated

Cries Of Wailing Mothers

Dancing In The Bed

Daughters & Sons

Dead Jewish Mothers

Did You Think I’d Leave You When I Left?

Don’t Bother Me I’m Working Out My Own Salvation

Drinking Wine At Eva’s

End Of Cat Book

Everything We Do Is for Each Other

Examination Of Guilt Over A Dead Mother

Family Party

Family Treasures

Finished

For Love of Food

Friendship

From Nothing Something

Get It Out Of Your System

Getting A Name

Getting Re-inspired

Getting It Out Of My System

Gift for Loving (a contrapuntal poem)

Going Back

Guess What?

Hairy Leg

Half A Cup

Happy Birthday Anyway

Happy Birthday, Daddy

Happy Birthday Sixty-Four

He Hears What He Wants To Hear

Hint Of Autumn

His Bad Dreams

Hologram

Husband, Lover, Friend And Mate

I Am An Excellent Little Boy

I Cannot Stand To See You There: A Temporary Aberration

Haven’t Sent A Valentine

I Live With A Man Who Doesn’t Believe In Reincarnation

I Look At You With Mixed Eyes

I Looked In The Veggie Bin

I Think A Lot About You

I Want You

If I Were Dying

I’m In The Market For A Love Affair

Imagine, Twelve Years!

In Our Time

In The Lover’s Eye

In The Space Of A Dream

Ironies & Paradox #1

Ironies & Paradox #2

It Sounds Like Preaching

It’s His Choice

It’s His Journey

It’s Readiness

Just Out Of Love

Justified

K. Reads My Poetry

Lead Me Not Into Temptation

Legacy

Life Companion

Life Is So Fragile

Little Inaccuracies Of The Mouth

Look There! My Love!

Love Can Find You Anywhere

Love Gesture

Love Hologram

Making Love Without Blankets

Missing

Mister Moon Looking In The Window

Mother In-law

My Three Loves: Silly Reflections Of A Serious Mind

New Start

New Year Morning 2000

No Words

Not-A-Poem To You, My Dear

Not Often Dear, But When

Not On The Same Wavelength

One Evening In June

Our Sex Life Is Changing

Out There #1

Out There #2

Passing Thoughts Of A Bridesmaid Come From A Wedding

Putting Flowers On A Grave

Reflections On A Solitary Mother

Re-inspired

Remembering Mothers and Others

Respect Utmost

Revised View Of My Parents

Rock Star, Star Rock

Route 66

Rows of Nows

Secret Pride

Seen / Unseen

Separate Bedrooms

Serendipity

Shining Together #2

Shining Together #1

Sister In-Law

Sister In-Law II

Svägerskan II

Somebody’s Second Husband

Something I Must Say, My Friend

Somewhere In Your Prideful Life

Spring Tipsy

Subsidizing It

Suffering For Society

Sven Wollter Gets Sick

Taking Care Of Mother

Testosterone

Thank God Those Love Affairs Are Over

The Beauty’s Gone

The Child Mystic

The Crystal Room

The Finger Moves (a little erotic poem)

The Great Kitchen Roll User

The -ish Of The Jewish

The Kind Called You And Me

The Leaver & Leftee

The Leisure of Chastity

The Longest Lasting Apology

The Marital ‘We’

The Mate

The Mating Frogs

The Morning Screw

Morgon Kärlek

The Nature Of Labor (Is Invisible)

The Nicer Sides Of Being Ignored

The No. 1 Question

The Pair

The Point Being…

The Quality Of Mercy #1

The Quality Of Mercy #2

The Quarrel

The Question Of Two

The Small Things That Kill Love

The Specialist

Total Balm

The Weeder And The Planter

The Womb

Something I Must Say, My Friend

Things Must Be Left To Ripen

Things Run In Families #1

Things Run In Families #2

Things Run In Families #3

Things Are Happening In Every Family

Three Years, Three Months

To Dream

To Jonathan #1

To Jonathan #2

To My Daughter’s Daughter Aged Nine

To Obedience

To The Brother I Never Really Got To Know

Tomorrow Is His Birthday

Tomorrow Is His Birthday

Too Much Coffee

Transparent Parent

Trees All

Turning The Thing Around

Unaroused

Uninsulated

Valentine’s Day 2010

We Feed Each Other

Welcome Home

What Could Have Been So Nice #1

What Could Have Been So Nice #2

What I Got From My Husbands

What Works

What’s Good For Me Is Good For You

When Light Bulbs Blow

When Loved Ones Die

When We Argue

When You’re Not At Home

Why Do We Need To Reveal Ourselves?

Why I Left You

Why Pine?

Will You Come Home To Me?

Without Him I’m Nothing

Without Love

Words I Love

Write Me A Love Song Or Something

Yes, My Love And Always Yes

You Can’t Be In Two Places At Once

You Can’t Fool Your Friends

You Told Me A Story

You Won’t Eat Spaghetti And I’m Tired Of Potatoes

Zapping Accusations, Issues, Priorities

Before & Afterthoughts

A Hint Of Autumn

A hint of autumn, yet it’s August,

Lingonberry/heather mixed,

Our anniversary, a—five or six,

Depending upon which we choose—

Piano grooved, or when I moved

Into your life, your land, the interweave.

I love you still Time flies fit best,

And yes, to us

A Happy Annivers-

ary".

A Hint Of Autumn 8.31.2009

Love Relationships; Special People, Special Occasions;

Arlene Corwin

A Man Is A Man Is A Man

Verse:

There are girls who think that cause a guy’s got dough,

He’s got added charm, but I don’t think that’ so.

Why, the only thing his dough improves

Is what he wears and how he move

In upper bracket circles of society.

There are also girls who idolize good looks;

Love men who only read the latest books.

But all I the same I do dissent,

By saying that a gent’s a gent,

And that they’re all alike in what they represent.

Chorus:

A man is a man is a man.

A necessary evil in your plan.

A man is a man is a man.

Be he beggar, thief or king, he’s still a man.

A man is a man is a man.

It reveals itself superbly in his pan.

A man is a man is a man.

With him you play the game catch as catch can.

Dear old Gertie Stein set out with wrong intent.

When she said a rose, she should have meant the gentleman.

A man is a man is a man.

And the one thing Boston doesn’t dare to ban.

We ignore him adore him—the brute—

Cause we haven’t found a better substitute.

Each one thinks he’s nature’s gift to humanity,

And we women know it’s naught but pure insanity;

So until he’s replaced, I maintain,

Be he handsome, be he small,

Be he anything at all,

Be he poor or be he rich,

Own a bank or dig a ditch;

Be he tall, short, fat or slim,

Be he slow or full of vim,

There’s no understanding him, but he’s a man:

And a man is a man is a man.

Little addition:

A guy is a guy is a guy.

Like the onion he can make a woman cry.

Of course, the onion’s excuse is the peel,

While the guy’s excuse is just that he’s a heel.

They do feats of bold and they explore the earth,

While we girls sit back and laugh in quiet mirth.

We allow them to think that they’re kings,

While, like puppet masters we pull all the strings.

(Go back to ‘Until he’s replaced’—end) with title.

A Man Is A Man Is A Man 3.1954

Lyrics; Love Relationships;

Arlene Corwin

A Mother’s Death

All that talent laid to rest.

She should have been the mayoress;

Some kind of leader where she bossed,

Could delegate and still not delegate,

But relegate all those who crossed,

To someplace in her mind

Where she was always right.

All that talent

Laid to rest.

One has faith it’s for the best,

Though she did not go to that night

With ease or willing equipoise,

The dying filled with bronchial noise

And spasmed arm

And open eyes—

And finally a quiet.

All that talent unexpressed

And laid to rest

From time.

A Mother’s Death 11.17.2000

Birth, Death & In Between; Love Relationships; Mother Book;

Arlene Corwin

A Mother’s Dying

As I sit here, her body’s slowly

Shutting down.

Mine is alive,

Hormones, organs working—