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Poetry is generous to its readers by letting us see through new eyes and fell through new hearts. Kirk Etherton's Diving for Stones delivers both gifts. For seeing, try this: in "Diner," each spoon holds the reflected spin of a ceiling fan. In one, you see the twirling petals of a flower Or bicycle spokes; in the other, the flailing arms Of a frantic swimmer. Or is it windmill blades? For feeling, read "The Other Woman," where the speaker confesses what at first we take to be remorse for adultery but turns out to be obsessive remorse for the woman he killed in Vietnam. Here's a book worth the price of admission.