Norman Fischer

In a mediated ecosystem oversaturated with declaratives, Norman's poems are simply about, but not simple. They do not mean, by that to say average out, some stock experience, meander in some past, reduced in "metaphor … like a dancer standing on a black spot. " "[I]t gets, like they say, complicated," "all misleading, even misguided," spontaneous, thinking in present, tense "kicking both feet and falling down in conclusion." It's more apt to say these poems practice, meditate. In silence, in repetition, emerges all the "multitudinous things/beginning unborn, unwise, unwashed, and unwished for" "& the music swamps it — what holds you in it/Some song sung together then even when we do not hear it."