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    Peripheral Vision
    Peripheral Vision
    Peripheral Vision
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    Peripheral Vision

    By Susan Kinsolving

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    Peripheral Vision, Susan Kinsolving’s fourth book of poems, explores the world from many points of view. She takes her readers to England, Hollywood, Wyoming, France, and Chile. She goes behind the scenes in a military hospital, an elementary school, and a disturbed family. Her poems were described in the New Yorker as “grand and almost terrifying.” In this new collection, she proves herself again. As a guest poet and lecturer, Kinsolving has performed at numerous venues, including Harvard, Columbia, and Yale University, as well as Bad Robot in Santa Monica and Bread Loaf in Vermont.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRed Hen Press
    Release dateMay 28, 2019
    ISBN9781597096164
    Peripheral Vision
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    Susan Kinsolving

    Susan Kinsolving was born in Illinois, raised in New England, and educated in California. She has taught in the Bennington Writing Seminars, Southampton College, Willard-Cybulski Men’s Prison, University of Connecticut, California Institute of the Arts, and Keystone Academy in Beijing, China. She has received poetry fellowships from France, Ireland, Italy, Scotland, Switzerland, New York, Illinois, and Wyoming. As a librettist, she has heard her works performed in New York, California, Italy, and the Netherlands. She is Poet-in-Residence at the Hotchkiss School in Connecticut.

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      Peripheral Vision - Susan Kinsolving

      TRUTH BE KNOWN

      ON SPINDRIFT DRIVE ONE NIGHT

      A thirty-five-foot wave crashed through the house,

      smashing windows, pushing a pillar into the ceiling,

      and sweeping the desk out to sea where, strewn with kelp,

      it floated away to rewrite that nightmare into a dream.

      Years have washed over the details of my timely

      escape from that rocky precipice on which I lived.

      Yet I often yearn to retrieve one book,

      an unabridged dictionary, a grand old Webster’s

      Second. Sometimes I picture it still in the salt

      water, all 2,289 pages rippling and disintegrating,

      a plankton of syllables, drifting from pronunciation

      and redefining each entry as food for fish.

      Perhaps that is how the book will be returned

      to me, on a platter of protein, bone, and etymology.

      I would eat it with exactitude, separating the skin

      and skeleton, one meaning from the meat

      of another. I am but a beachcomber, pocketing

      sand dollars, broken shells, hoping for a phrase.

      I envy the ocean’s endless lexicon,

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