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Field Stones
Poems by Robert Kinsley

To Velvet and Tristan--
my many fields

 

Robert KinsleyAbout the Author

 

 

On a Sunny Day in Febuary Looking Towards Spring

Chapter 1

"...I have great faith in a seed.
Convince me that you have a seed there,
and I am prepared to expect wonders."

Thoreau

What the Dog Knows
Horizon
Autumn Mien
Deer Walk from the Thicket
Late Summer Early Fall
At Sea on Dry Land
Learning to Forgive
At Lake Hope Hearing the Ice Voice
This Morning at Dawn
Driving Late Night, with my Uncle

Chapter 2

"In the woods, we return to reason and faith."
Emerson

The Atonement of Holsteins
Late Autumn Ohio
The Water
After Scything
Those Mornings
Dogwood
Sumac
Windrows
Milk Bottles
Field Stones
My Mother's Toes

Chapter 3

"We mourned the red cardinal birds and the jeweled ornaments
And the handful of precious stones in our fields..."
from
The Book of the Jaguar Priest

Stroke as Question
At the End of the Funeral
Downward
Nocturnal
Blackberry
A House Unbridled
For Luck
November
Allotment Notices
A Day in the Great House
Swallows
We Were Just Going Home

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