Saturday July 23rd 1983

sitting watching the landscape through my bedroom window

                                   the window open outwards roams cool  sight

                                   to my instinct the corns dry comment

                                   plucks this evening from accord

                                   note  on note doubts the fixed question

                                   fields cannot answer blue clouds shrink away

                                   the irritant flies leave this room empty

                                   thus causality says nothing my open window

                                   always there is silence I ca fly 

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

"Saturday July 23rd 1983"
Michael Oliver,
First of all, the title is a ways back. Was this a special day or in some way momentous?
OK, so this poem of yours is a summer memory of fresh summer day:
"the window open outwards roams cool sight' I can just see you taking in outside natural beauty.
Corn growing, and caught in breezes. They are caught in raspy whisper.
Oh course as the flies love to be about their business on a warm day especially with an open window. What an invitation!
Cool poem you have written and the thinking and pondering which is a possibility to entertain in summer silence.

[Michael Oliver]

This was the day it was actually written on. I had had a quiet evening sitting at my window listening to music, watching the day draw to a close preoccupied with my latest love. It captures the stillness of just sitting watching listening musing , even now I can describe the North East facing room the quality of light this captures its mood. thank you for appreciating and reviewing - kind of you Michael