Norman Fischer

Excerpt from “Through a Window”

Whisper cloud above hori

 

     zantal  in  pale

 

       blue    barely

 

white  or     barely

 

                gray

 

whipping eu

 

       calyptus tops

 

 in winds whispers

 

     dashing across shak

 

       ing

 

toss

 

                          ing big loose tops

 

  in delicate

 

white topmost

 

      branchlets

 

             speaking …

(4/1/20)

 

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in midst of dense

[any word amazes]

eucalyptus foliage

fulfills visual

 

     seeing only graygreen

 

        moving

 

in shattering wind crossing

 

                   some yellow at top with

 

some sun beginning

 

      to move above distant

 

                  hill

 

 and some light come

 

          In.           In.

 

   open   spaces

 

in foliage day’s

 

beyond it all

 

         to

 

     come

(4/1/20)

 

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Memorializing sun blaze

 

     On ocean can’t see

 

Eye registers an edge

 

  Or it’s pain to look

 

Mauve hills backdrop

 

        Foreground background

 

   Unground

 

Recollection in tranquility

 

In writing mind’s

 

         Eyes

(4/3/20)

 

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Silver metallic blaze

 

    At angle on desk

 

    Close in looking

 

Paper arrangements

 

                  Staples frog

 

In own shadow

 

In light all’s

 

                   Dark

 

Blinded by light

 

Light speaks

 

    Says light, light

 

There’s always no shape

 

         Ever

(4/7/20)

 

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Some white some

 

     blue some black

 

         some some some

 

       ever some never

 

some blue or white all —

 

some music in some

 

         seeing

 

some space there or here

 

       between branches

 

             some                      space

 

             knows                    space

 

                    knows one, someone

 

           clusters of leaves

 

               Hang down

 

                                 In?            In?

(4/7/20)

 

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Minute changes

 

       [no such]

 

             these shadows

 

eternally darken

 

       grow long fingers

 

                 [no such]

 

     black greenly

 

           movement darker

 

      over   metal   beasty

 

factual   factual

 

     world

(4/10/20)


 
 

With photos by

Susan M. Schultz