Never Underestimate Mothers 2012

06 May 2012 Leave a Comment

by arlenecorwin in 2012, love relationships, mother book Tags: , , ,

Never Underestimate Mothers

 

“You have such pretty ears!”

“You’ve such a pretty nose!”

Phrases stick –

They pop up now and then

To reinforce a confidence

You didn’t know was present.

You had problems, your neuroses,

Yet two things you never had to think about

Were

Ear

And nose;

Hurdles you would never need to

Struggle over,

Scuffle through.

So if your mommy gave you

Any words of praise,

That phrase has tooled you

For the good.

 

Never Underestimate Mothers 4.13.2012

Mother Book; Love Relationships;

Arlene Corwin

 

Secret For My Children 2011

07 Jun 2011 Leave a Comment

by arlenecorwin in 2011, love relationships, mother book

Secret For My Children

 

We want them to know we love them.

But mommies have secrets

That get in the way – may

Get in the way of their knowing

Our loving.

My secrets:

I don’t like to chat on the phone,

Need to visit.  I can’t give advice

(I’m just harmlessly nice)

Knowing that I don’t know.

 

I love them to pieces,

Admire their choices

And destinies.

Private by nature

(not seeking out groups)

My secret is this:

Not visits, advising, discussing or asking;

Not peering and listening, buying and basking

In sunrays of family,

Skyping or phoning –

But loving, just loving

While being alone.

 

I know that you know.

I just want you to know.

 

Secret For My Children 6.7.2011

Mother Book; Love Relationships;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

 

Linnea Is Dying 2010

08 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment

by arlenecorwin in 2010, birth death & in between, circling round time, mother book, Uncategorized

Linnea Is Dying  Noon June 29,2007

Linnea is dying.

We will honor her

By penning on the hands of Time.

A morphined sleep,

The morphined comfort a reward

In tumored head,

God leading.

We will honor her with poetry –

The written word

A record

For Eternity.

Memories and memory to honor her,

This excellent mother;

Before name is on that stone,

A paper honor of her own.

 

We must honor even it,

The quiet sleep away from life.

Perhaps she goes to heaven’s secrets;

Maybe to return.

 

Higher than all sentiment,

Than tears;

Word’s love expression.

 

Dying -

Never dead.

 

Linnea Is Dying 07.6.07 Birth, Death & In Between; Circling Round Time; Mother Book;    Arlene Corwin

Open-Ended Autobiography

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Arlene Corwin’s Poetry

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                   Arlene Corwin’s Open-Ended Biography

(10.3.2007 updated 10.24.2007 updated 1.3.2008; updated December 15, 2009, October 2010 )

Arlene Corwin (born Arlene Faith Nover) is an American jazz singer and pianist, poet, teacher and practitioner of Yoga. Born November 8, 1934 in the Williamsburg Maternity Hospital, Brooklyn, New York. She has two children. Jonathan Eric Corwin (born July 24. 1956 and) Jennifer Nover Council (born February 2, 1964). Mother Margy Lillian (born Brown). Father Albert S. Nover. Both were hairdressers, owning a beauty salon together. Everyone was musical on both sides of the family. Mother sang, could play some piano. Father was a gifted sculptor and wood carver, played a little harmonica and mandolin. The family is Jewish.

Early Life
Started studying piano age 8. Studied voice at the famous 1650 Broadway with ‘coach’ Matty Levine. Did a little recording at aged 10 in Nola Studios. (The record has since disappeared) At 12 she started studying harp with Meyer Rosen (Julliard and NBC Orchestra) and the occasional piano lesson with an NBC pianist who taught her how to read chord changes, seeing at once that she was not interested in learning classical piano.

As a child she had already sung at weddings, bar mitzvahs and for the USO, raising bonds for the war effort. At 13, having a boyfriend who played the saxophone and who listened to Symphony Sid, jazz disc jockey whose late night show originated from Birdland, she awakened to jazz, listening to the late night show “under my blanket”. “A turning point”, she says. (Well before “Lullaby of Birdland” was put to words Arlene had written a lyric of her own – a lyric she still sings today) At 14,she was playing for a dancing school once a week. Then she got an accidental job (“slipping in on a banana peel when the singer got sick”) in a Brooklyn nightclub singing with a group. “Mom and dad chaperoned, of course”.1950s 

She began to sing regularly when again, out of the blue, an agent rang offering a job for a hundred dollars a week to play at the Mayflower Hotel in Manhattan. It was a restaurant owned by Bob Olin, a former light heavyweight world champion. “I was so naïve I played the whole evening without ever taking a break. Who knew about breaks? Why they kept me I’ve no idea.” But they did and the steady salary of $100.00 a week (which she gave directly to her mother, any other choice never occurring to her) and the experience of having to make a varied program led to her singing to the piano, and eventually to playing to the singing. At this time she was still in high school as attending the prestigious High School of Music & Art as a harpist.She graduated from Music & Art getting a scholarship to Hofstra College as a music major.

Then in 1952, while still at Hofstra College (now university), she was playing on the weekends in a Hempstead, Long Island nightclub-restaurant when Slim Gaillard, who’d come to see Jack Teagarden (also working there) began to take notice of her. He started showing up regularly. There he met Arlene’s mother Margy, and the two eventually opened a jazz nightclub, the first to cater to blacks and whites. It was called The Turf and it, like Birdland had its own radio show, for which Arlene wrote the theme song “The Slim Gaillard Show”. Now she was standing as well as sitting, getting a chance to sit in and sing as often as she chose. The die was cast. It was jazz, cool jazz.

Early Influences
In 1954, on the day she ought to have been attending her college graduation, she married Bob Corwin, a 21-year-old jazz pianist with the Don Elliot Quartet. Because Bob toured, Arlene began her new stage of education: listening to Don’s group while they played on the same bill as the jazz greats of the 50’s. There was Helen Merrill at George Wein’s Storyville in Boston, Terry Gibbs and Illinois Jacquet in Detroit, Bill Evans, Cy Coleman, Bernard Peiffer, Tal Farlowe,Johnny Smith John Mehagan and Billy Taylor (who had also performed at the Turf) at the sophisticated Composer owned by jazz lover and connoiseur Willie Short in Manhattan. ” It was also a chance to see and listen to other singers of the day. New York was marvelous in those days. I saw Peggy Lee at Basin Street, became friends with Blossom Dearie at Trudy’s in the village, Oscar Peterson, Marian McPartland at the Hickory House, Sheila Jordan, Morgana King. It was THE university for me. I was introduced to and mentored by Tony Fruscella, the tragic, unsung genius of the trumpet, ‘who I took on my gigs, but to whom I was actually the apprentice’ – and through Tony to Morgana King and Beverly Getz, the talented [and equally tragic] wife of Stan Getz. I feel blessed to have experienced jazz at that time. The guys would gossip about who played ‘behind’ or ‘ahead’ of the beat, bass lines, good changes, bad changes. No Music & Art or Hofstra did that. I learned almost the whole of what is now called The American Songbook. And I, I was sounding like Sarah Vaughn with a little voice.”

 

Hanging Around Manhattan; Not This, Not That…
Living in New York, and looking for a niche she spent time, as other musicians did, at the Musicians Union Local 802 or Charlie’s Tavern where jobs could show up. In this way, there were weeks and weekends away with big bands: Tommy Dorsey’s Orchestra under the leadership of Warren Covington, Claude Thornhill and Larry Sonn.

“When you hang around New York all kinds of opportunities show up”. And so, she got a leading role in a B film called “Jukebox Racket’, wrote the score for another B film called, at the time “She Should Have Stayed In Bed”, later to be called ‘1,000 Shapes Of A Female: see IDMB (the company, called Exploit Films was owned by Errol Flynn “tall, big in every way, veins on his face, but exuding old world charm” He was quite, quite overwhelming.”

Then there was a bit part in John Cassavetes “Shadows”, followed by the lead in what has become a cult ‘beat’ musical called “The Nervous Set” by Fran and Jay Landesman where she introduced the now-standards “Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most and “Ballad Of The Sad Young Men”, both subsequently recorded by Ella Fitzgerald, Shirley Bassey and numberless major artists. She studied acting with Joshua Shelley. “It was a time to find out who and what I was. “I was definitely not an actress. I was too introverted and none of those clothes fit” she says.

More Influences and more Not This, Not That…
In 1959 she met Johnny Burke (Burke & Van Heusen) who took her under his wing, taking her to Hollywood to demonstrate his show “Donnybrook” for Rosalind Russell and husband, producer Frederick Brisson “It was a glitzy time. I stayed at Bob Hope’s house in Palm Springs, met Frank Sinatra and his then fiancee Juliet Prowse, Jerry Lewis, Marlene Deitrich, had my own suite in Las Vegas , traveled first class, but was so introverted I always kept to myself, never saying much, definitely not participating in any of these scenes. Those clothes didn’t fit either.”

All the while she returned to the intimacy of New York supper clubs. They were the bottom line, singing and playing.

It was during the supper club period, she met Al Weissman who became her manager. She was signed to the Joe Glazer Agency and began to tour with her own trio. “Wherever I went they’d say, “You know, there’s just been a girl here who sounds like you. Her name was Barbra something. I suppose we had Brooklyn Jewishness in common. ” (She too was signed with Glazer.)

Although published by Frank Publishing (owned by composer Frank Loesser) years later she asked for the songs back because “nothing happened.” “It was a period of promise, a period I was not equipped to fulfill”.

1960s-1970s
In 1962 it was back to Hollywood with Al Weissman and high hopes. “I had some jobs, but never in my genre.” Back to New York. A little jaunt of songwriting with singer Dick Haymes. A short marriage of four months to Richard Robin Palmer.

Greece, Lebanon, Greece, Oxford – Yoga & Jazz

In 1966, by way of Paris, Greece (where she and husband Jim Council were neighbors with Leonard Cohen and Marianne) and Lebanon, “where I actually managed to do some television, singing jazz”, she settled in Oxford, England for the next 18 years, teaching yoga,(“lectured and demonstrated in what must have been a hundred Women’s Insitutes, posed for one of the very first health magazines called Health & Fitness, wrote articles on nutrition, had a weekly radio spot on a little radio show for BBB Oxford actually doing Yoga on radio while describing each pose with a microphone up my nose, did a tape on meditation – it was a lot of Yoga”) and singing and playing, being voted Best Jazz Singer in the Midlands 1972, appearing at Ronnie Scott’s three times. She did 3 television shows; a late night BBC jazz show called “In The Cool Of The Evening”, radio for BBC overseas, was invited over to Amsterdam to do Dutch radio, sang at universities around England, (“one night opposite Pink Floyd, “who were just starting out, I suppose”), the American air bases.

She appeared several times at The Stables in Wavendon (run by John Dankworth – now Sir John Dankworth – and Cleo Laine -now Dame Cleo Laine – while at the same time giving weekly yoga lessons to a group there, (which included Dame Cleo – “a wonderful

yogin”). The Wavendon All-Music Plan, later known simply as WAP “was the most stimulating and original enterprise I’ve ever encountered, pairing all kinds of musical genre. I even played on the same bill as Vladimir Ashkenazy.”

Starting in 1969 and all during the 70’s fate gave a push to the yoga side of things and Arlene was teaching yoga classes in doctor’s offices for hyper-tense, cardiac and overweight men. teaching regularly at conferences for IBM. She gave demonstrations, lectured all over for the Women’s Institute, posed and wrote for Health and Fitness Magazine (summer issue 1982) a book called The New Manual Of Yoga by Karen Ross (1973) wrote articles on nutrition, made a cassette called This Is Meditation. It was a full double life with Yoga taking half the time and singing the other half.

1980s to now.
In 1983 she once again ran into Slim Gaillard – this time in London. He asked her to appear on a television show he was producing that was to star himself, Kai Winding and Wayne Shorter. It was the last appearance she ever made in England.In 1984, finding Sweden fertile ground for singer/pianists, and meeting and falling in love with Kent Anderson, she moved to Sweden where she lives until today, performing, and writing regularly for “Live With Good Intentions” an online magazine.

 

Still growing, still changing
The latest news – 2009 and 25 years later, aged 75: a cd of her own songs for Imogen Records produced by George Reece, a concert of Johnny Mercer to commemorate his 100th birthday, poetry grown to 2000 poems (see Arlene Corwin Poetry).

2009 finds her favorite project on Google called Arlene Corwin’s Poetry, a project that started in 1949 or about 2,000 poems ago.

2010 landmark:  First published book of poetry, “Circling Round Time” comes out in September “To The Child Mystic” the second due to come out in December.   

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The Womb 1956

18 Nov 2009 Leave a Comment

by arlenecorwin in 1956, circling round nature, circling round woman, love relationships, mother book, pure nakedness

          The Womb

The womb is a flower

Whose folded petals hide

The precious pollen

Till morning comes,

Cajoling.

©The Womb 56.7.25

Circling Round Nature; Circling Round Woman; Love Relationships; Pure Nakedness; Mother Book;

Arlene Corwin

New Gratitude 2008

28 Mar 2009 Leave a Comment

by arlenecorwin in 2008, mother book, pure nakedness Tags: , ,

         New Gratitude

New gratitude.

Renewed,

A gratitude

To mommy

Who gave me

The harp when she

Could hardly pay the lessons –

Just because I’d asked.

Who gave me lessons in piano,

Sent me to the H.E.S.*

Believed in me

On some unconscious level.

Faults as parent,

Flaws as person,

Ignorance et al,

She loved me.

And that’s all.

I knew it always.

Even when she failed,

I knew it.

And that’s everything.

*Hebrew Educational Society; an organization set up for Jewish children to

study music tuition-free.

© New Gratitude 8.3.2008

Mother Book; Pure Nakedness;

Arlene Corwin

Bath Contemplation 2009

26 Mar 2009 Leave a Comment

by arlenecorwin in 2009, circling round baths, love relationships, mother book Tags: , , , ,

 

              Bath Contemplation

I was thinking,

“I have written mean and angry things

About my mother.” I had reasons.

Yet, here in the bath,

Re-working wrath

(One of the seven sins)

I find a word: communication.

Buddha, Jesus, Ramakrishna

Might have found a way. I didn’t.

Is it readiness, mine, hers?

Receptiveness, hers, mine –

And not about a way at all?

When simile has failed,

Would seers, like the ones above,

Not say a word, sit silent, smile

Or walk away?

Communication may not be

The A

And Z

At all.

© Bath Contemplation 3.26.2009

Circling Round Baths; Mother Book; Love Relationships;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

 

 

I’m Such A Fool 2008

07 Mar 2009 Leave a Comment

by arlenecorwin in 2008, birth death & in between, circling round nature, circling round wrinkles, mother book Tags: , , , , ,

          I’m Such A Fool

Foiled by aging, changing:

Wrinkling arm or cheek or thigh,

Cholesterol, a kidney stone:

Visible, measurable.

The product of my womb, her own

Pre-diabetic high cholesterol,

And also floored.

With that, I am no longer shocked,

No longer feel mocked by law.

I understand more.

© I’m Such A Fool 12.15.2008

Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Nature;

Mother Book; Circling Round Woman; Birth, Death & In Between;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

I’m Such A Fool 2008

07 Mar 2009 Leave a Comment

by arlenecorwin in 2008, birth death & in between, circling round nature, circling round woman, circling round wrinkles, mother book Tags: , , , , , , ,

           I’m Such A Fool

Foiled by aging, changing:

Wrinkling arm or cheek or thigh,

Cholesterol, a kidney stone:

Visible, measurable.

The product of my womb is now

Pre-diabetic, high cholesterol

And also floored.

With that, I am no longer shocked,

No longer feel mocked by law.

I understand more.

© I’m Such A Fool 12.15.2008

Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Nature;

Mother Book; Circling Round Woman; Birth, Death & In Between;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

Daughters & Sons #3 1998

13 Jan 2009 Leave a Comment

by arlenecorwin in 1998, circling round woman, love relationships, mother book, pure nakedness Tags: , , , ,

       Daughters & Sons

I’m so sad for the mother

That never became what she ought as a woman:

A person to gladden.

Never became what you faintly could call

Happy creature, the features

Of happiness missing in full.

So sad,

And I don’t fully tumble to layered grief why.

Is it that she will die,

Her future a flyby

Without any chance on this planet for joy?

That some of her blood runs inside of my veins,

And gene-derived thoughts in my brain

Are connected to some of her pains?

Of all the denatured, the tortured

I feel a sadness directed at one.

Is it guilt?

Is there something I just haven’t done?

How much mother’s keeper

Are daughters and sons?

I’m so sad.

©Daughters & Sons 98.1.1

Circling Round Woman; Love Relationships; Pure Nakedness; Mother Book;

Arlene Corwin

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