AVANT GARDE

it was when World was
before what it was (after
that) thinking

sought strength
in th'thickening motions of
creation nosing itself
way to Th'Top O
twilights briefly traveling

up to beauty or flying
the frank, down freak

(collided with the coolest
caution) carried itself
to summits of moment
or monument
made
manner to matter

& its reverse (photographed
figure-ground frowns in the air followed
the verse) brooding over O
the fallen redolent all-

breathing breadth of
Rose: Spring blue (sounds soft
folded into smiles) as if
turning off twilights were turning
to light                    

     --It turns out
that the trouble of bursting Tradition
explodes all our Ways

& we wonder O where
weighed down by wakefulness

will we go? --That! is the question:
No: WHAT is the question

No!... What is the ANSWER
No! THAT is the question--No?

... WHAT is the point? ... Why,
... to a stark spark! till

Robes of another yet different brilliance blends
& delights: too much, then
we'll denude ourselves

trying to tear apart everybody else

and dally-dance        
       over the fields

like fools! ⁷¹