nearly-April releases melting bright.
Then a darkdown
needles and shells the pools.
Swepth of suncoursing sky
steeps us in
everything waits for the
lilacs, heaped tumbling — and their warm
My Avison volumes came today (isn’t the internet wonderful?), and to celebrate I’m quoting the first poem in Always Now, Volume Two (from her 1978 book sunblue, reviewed here). It’s quite timely: we too are waiting for the lilacs.
In case you’re wondering, suncoursing is a hapax as far as Google knows, snowflow and darkdown get a fair number of hits although they are not actual words, and swepth is such a frequent typo Google isn’t much help. But Heather Pyrcz, in a brief discussion of Avison here, calls it a “neologism,” which sounds right to me. (Pyrcz also mentions that Avison studied with the Black Mountain poets, which helps explain why she uses words so strikingly.)