David Hess's nifty quick portrait of Joanne Kyger jibes with my assumption. I think it's in the letters of Lew Welch, Welch describing her hiking a mountain trail with a broken leg, in a cast that is, full of gusto (Kyger, not the cast). for some reason, it took me a while to stumble on a collection of John Wieners' work, and I have never done so with Kyger. so I have that in the offing. time is not serial.