Here you will find the Poem The Statue of poet Kenneth Allott
I take you looking at the statue the smile is yours and the stone is you the stone is simple and the smile is playful the smile is stolen and the stone is fallen I ask you to stand and smile like that until thinking you stone, time has forgotten you. They say but really I forget however picturesque however figurative whether so often and so quizzical whoever it was crying in another voice ... Let us sit like tailors. At least 1 am sure of this: man or woman or beast I recall no face. The night is kind so please to bend your arm hide your head in the hollow of your arm nobody will take you unawares, nobody and nobody will take you unprepared for time it is now to step out of time and sleep will come as easy as kiss my hand and you will find sleep kind. Sleep has few terrors if we sleep like you it is a cooling shower that falls on you the water running through mirrors noiselessly dreaming in doing things you dreamt to do. But now all brawn Colossus straightens up and stammers in the language of birds and the sea goes mincing back into the sunset strange to have lived so long upon this planet daylight and moonlight, all the fun in the world.