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Wednesday, 23 July 2014

The Best Lovers

By Arlene Corwin

The best lovers can wait:
That’s what they’re good at.
They can take their time,
Press lightly, deeply,
Feel around, as if massaging,
Kneading muscle without passion;
Helping, waiting – for response?
Perhaps. Most likely.
Waiting all the while,
The instant thrill
Expendable, forgotten,
As all pleasures are [and pain]
The second they are over.
Lover best is natural,
Sensitive to signals:
In touch when touching.

Touching back,
Movement ripening,
One or t'other turned the other way
Up, down, even upside down;
It is there the genius of delay
Comes into play
When the best of lovers loves.

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Posted by Ronni Bennett at 05:30 AM | Permalink | Email this post


What a great poem - if I do say so myself!

Sexy and sensual, literally and metaphorically. Nice going!

Well I say so also, Arlene.
How beautiful and insightful, is there a particular age you had in mind? Of course there are sensitive young lovers too, I guess. Don't really want to give them a try!

Dear Marvin,
You got it! I strive for the message, of course, Then form, structure, in other words, a good poem.
If you've gotten it all, I'm happy.
(My beloved childhood doctor in Brooklyn was Dr Waldman).

Dear Joanne, I recognize your name as one of the stalwart readers of Elderstorytellingplace. How I love and appreciate loyal (and discriminating) readers with sensitive, well expressed, thoughtful comments.
Is there a particular age I had in mind? Well, yes. approximately the age of my husband: 76.
That said, it lies in the character and that character is inborn. The best of lovers can be any age - but experience helps.

Eloquently put. Beautiful vision and as I read I felt the words.

Beautiful poem, does it for me!

Just lovely - eloquent but also so visceral - loved it - thank you Arlene.

Lovely, eloquent, visceral! That's me. You darling people, you! Thank you so much for your over-the-top compliments.

I think that what I really am is Brooklyn-earthy-spiritual. You can write about anything if you're observant and you strive for excellence. Right now, as I look out of my Swedish window, looking at my Swedish forest with a Swedish butterfly sitting on a blueberry bush in the sun, I've just written about - not beauty, not the butterfly or forest, but the energy I get from coffee - real or fake. You see, anything!

Very sensual.

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