Notes About The Poem
14 Feb 2026
For Pick-A-Title, Vol 55 - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
Listen to poem:
It's All Perspective
I look, drawing the scene into a narrow focus.
Unable to see detail without changing
when and where I look,
changing my point of view.
Still, the periphery begged to be seen.
Just out of range and over the edge.
Look at me, Look at me, it said.
Each small twist of the head
changed the parameters of what
seemed to be was real, when revealed.
Surfaces thinned
became translucent, less lucid, transparent
Meaning shifted ground
up and down, side to side
focusing in, out, round about.
To look is to disturb.
To measure is to move.
To know a position
is to lose the grip, lose control
and set the scene
into an endless shimmering of motion
quivering in my mind's eye,
somewhere between
what I see,
and what I cannot hold still enough,
to snap a shot
of the full perspective insight
of what I see.
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