My initial thought is that Black Swan reads like a more direct and accessible collection than van Clief-Stefanon’s later collection, Open Interval. I don’t, however, know if that’s true, for while the words are more readily understandable, the topic of each poem quickly discernible, by the end I feel like I’m somewhere I didn’t expect and am no longer certain I grasp what she’s actually getting at. For me, this signals a remarkable poetic talent, for I’m left dazzled, haunted, hollowed out, and humbled by her talent and her care. This is a lovely collection that deserves repeated readings, for I’ve no doubt the deeper truths and insights will gradually reveal themselves—if I’m listening and hearing.
Favorites: “Myth” and “Bop: Haunting”