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Peripheral Light: Selected and New Poems
"We are poised before...what I prophesy will be a major art."―Harold Bloom
"One of Australia's most vivid, energetic and stormy poets, a writer who turns to the natural world with a fierce light."―Edward Hirsch, Washington Post Highly Recommended Poetry Books of 2003
"One of Australia's most vivid, energetic and stormy poets, a writer who turns to the natural world with a fierce light."―Edward Hirsch, Washington Post Highly Recommended Poetry Books of 2003
224 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2003
About the author
John Kinsella
209 books34 followersJohn Kinsella is the author of more than twenty collections of poetry. The recipient of the Christopher Brennan Award, he has taught at Cambridge University and Kenyon College. He lives in Western Australia.
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December 11, 2025I really do not care about nature poetry by white men
September 21, 2017
There are many great poems in this collection, but some don't seem to fit with the over-arching theme.
March 13, 2008
I dip into this one now and then. I like Kinsella's careful choice of words ... lots of consonants, many unexpected choices, where a poet like Eavan Boland would tell you what she thinks in the most direct way. Kinsella definitely uses word choices to slow you down and make you taste his phrases, chew on them a bit.
For example:
Oyster catchers
scout the tight rutilic
beach rust charting
run-off locked
cross-rock up-coast
from the bolted
lighthouse
where two oceans
surge & rip & meet.
(from Skippy Rock, Augusta: Warning, the undertow)
The language reminds me of Heaney, while the sparseness is more Louise Gluck.
For example:
Oyster catchers
scout the tight rutilic
beach rust charting
run-off locked
cross-rock up-coast
from the bolted
lighthouse
where two oceans
surge & rip & meet.
(from Skippy Rock, Augusta: Warning, the undertow)
The language reminds me of Heaney, while the sparseness is more Louise Gluck.
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