Peter Elliott Poems
|1.||On The Brink||8/30/2009|
|2.||Something In The Air||9/9/2009|
|3.||The Mother Watched||11/27/2009|
|4.||People Love Musicians||11/27/2009|
|7.||A Loquat Tree's Wish||2/14/2011|
|9.||One Of My Chief Loves||3/18/2011|
|10.||Dawkins Co-Incidence Poem||11/20/2009|
|12.||A Casio At Coreys||2/16/2014|
|21.||Art Gallery Poem Ii||2/11/2011|
Comments about Peter Elliott
Art Gallery Poem Ii
Take a picture,
Hanging to a wall
In a restful symmetric frame.
So as not to over-balance
One, Or two, Human Beings,
It is their first time at this exhibition
Like butterfilies leaving their cocoon
Like playing first time a CD tune
With eyes focused
On the painting they stand,
Gazing rigidly, intently.
Or staring faraway through infinity.
They are trying to understand the painting.
Trying to clarify and classify
A foreign experience
Into their store
Of known ...
I don't want to know A car's make or breed
I'm not really concerned About its maximum speed
Just so long As the windows are clean
And the duco is smooth As silken sheen
So I can watch As I do pass
The surroundings reflected In the glass
A curve and a bump Can distort the view
And force you to see The image as new