Poets/John Kinsella

John Kinsella

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Dormant are pinnacles and streams of the mountains, …

John Kinsella

It didn’t happen in that order— …

John Kinsella

To make it clear, I don’t think there’s anything mystical …

John Kinsella

They’d been warned …

John Kinsella

You’ve got to understand that sighting the pair …

John Kinsella

These are the generations of mice that fill …

John Kinsella

I have gorged on a glorious dose of poison.—Triple blessings …

John Kinsella

After the summer burn this rain so light …

John Kinsella

Lichen glows in the moonlight …

John Kinsella

Jamming was ok with whoop and smelly …

John Kinsella, Thurston Moore

Why “raspberry jam tree?” Acacia acuminata. Mungart. …

John Kinsella

We rearrange strange the rubble to let a forest through …

John Kinsella, Thurston Moore

Believe the jammed signals …

John Kinsella, Thurston Moore

Fog day, give us the sun. But the particulate …

John Kinsella

Pollination against the seed to grow canopy …

John Kinsella

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