"Emotionally direct and visually all alike in column-shaped free verse, the poems in this debut from the Minneapolis-based Kiesselbach open up to show startling verbal skills, intellectual depths, and sensory complications. 'Beach Thanksgiving' wheels from seaside scenes into one, then another, sad memory: 'Fire s an assortment of sparks down the beach/ beside which your new family cooks./ Asked to bear a ring, / you pulled and pulled at your hair.' For an elderly mother, once a gardener, 'Joy s bolted/ in her face to sorrow/ like a pair of shears.' Marital love in the present (Kiesselbach...