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ISBN:
0374188580
Author:
Jeff Clark
Category:
Poetry
Language:
English
Publisher:
Farrar, Straus and Giroux (April 1, 2004)
Pages:
112 pages
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1736 kb
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1103 kb
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Rating:
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My Interior Jeff Clark's poems.

My Interior Jeff Clark's poems. marry the stoned reveries of our postmodern era with the symbolist bliss of a previous one. In meticulously crafted verse and prose poems. Some will no doubt come away from "The Little Door Slides Back" with the feeling of being put on, or have little patience with what the guy is trying to say. Or they may suspect he is trying to say nothing at all; for my part, I see substance here. There are moments where you are absolutely transfixed to the page and he keeps you there in an anarchic headlock.

marry the stoned reveries of our postmodern era with the symbolist bliss of a previous one. In meticulously crafted verse and prose poems, The Little Door Slides Back offers the reader glimpses of a shadow world, seen But then, from way off, with cranking comes my night, and when it arrives I go to it like a callboy to a c-note. In meticulously crafted verse and prose poems, The Little Door Slides Back offers the reader glimpses of a shadow world, seen by a visionary who has a clear strategy for depicting them. Ruth Andrews, Rain Taxi.

My Interior" "Jeff Clark's poems. In meticulously crafted verse and prose poems, The Little Door Slides Back offers the reader glimpses of . .

From The Little Door Slides Back by Jeff Clark, published by Farrar, Straus & Giroux, 2004. Originally published in 1997 by Sun & Moon Press, Los Angeles. Reprinted by Farrar, Straus, & Giroux. Receive a new poem in your inbox daily. Missing Is a Stimulant.

Jeff Clark's first collection, The Little Door Slides Back, was hailed as an unclassifiable . In Music and Suicide Clark is no longer underground. He moves away from the sinisterism and mask-ridden black humor of his debut, toward new realms of clarity, dissent, and sex.

In Music and Suicide Clark is no longer underground.

Jeff Clark (Clark, Jeff). used books, rare books and new books. Find signed collectible books: 'Music and Suicide: Poems'. Find all books by 'Jeff Clark' and compare prices Find signed collectible books by 'Jeff Clark'. by Douglas Downing, Jeff Clark. The Little Door Slides Back (New American Poetry): ISBN 9781557133144 (978-1-55713-314-4) Softcover, Sun & Moon Press, 2000. Music and Suicide: Poems. ISBN 9780374281458 (978-0-374-28145-8) Hardcover, Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2004.

The Little Door Slides Back. The Little Door Slides Back. In one of the best poems of the collection, "Some Information about Twenty-Three Years of Existence," Clark presents a playful chronology of youth, a mixture of hallucinatory imagery and the prosaic facts of autobiography. The poem is modeled after Henri Michaux's "Some Information about Fifty-Nine Years of Existence," composed to help a critic writing a book on Michaux. The original proves generically unclassifiable, and is made up of temporal "summaries" such as the following: 1900-1906.

Clark's first book, The Little Door Slides Back, was a 1996 winner of the National Poetry Series award In June 2006, Clark and Geoffrey G. O'Brien released a collaborative book entitled 2A. In 2009, Turtle Point Press.

Clark's first book, The Little Door Slides Back, was a 1996 winner of the National Poetry Series award. With Robert Bononno, Clark translated Stéphane Mallarmé's Un Coup de Dés Jamais N'Abolira Le Hasard (Wave Books, 2015).

Jeff Clark was born in southern California in 1971. The author of three books of poems-"The Little Door Slides Back", "Arab Rab", and "Sun on 6"-he lives in Oakland. Библиографические данные.

On a playground in Massapequa, Long Island, New York, a willful and talented eight-year-old girl named Pat makes the life-changing decision to become a soccer player. But not only does she play, she excels. Jeff Clark was born in southern California in 1971. Dad's Masterpiece: The Patricia Masotto Story.

But then, from way off, with crankingcomes my night, and when it arrivesI go to it like a callboy to a c-note.--"My Interior"

"Jeff Clark's poems . . . marry the stoned reveries of our postmodern era with the symbolist bliss of a previous one . . . In meticulously crafted verse and prose poems, The Little Door Slides Back offers the reader glimpses of a shadow world, seen by a visionary who has a clear strategy for depicting them." --*Ruth Andrews, Rain Taxi

"A 120-page spell . . . This is a beautiful work whose accuracy edges on the uncanny. Within, among, and around it all is presence, an almost hallucinogenic immediacy in which everything is seen and is in turn seeing." --Cole Swenson, American Letters & Commentary

"Clark integrates fin-de-siècle richness, hallucinatory vision, and a gothicism extracted from the bleak cul-de-sacs of postmodern life . . . constructing a flaneur who is both terrified and bemused by the world he enters as 'the little door slides back.'"--John Yau, Boston Review

  • luisRED
While I'm not sure I'd put Jeff Clark up there with Robert Desnos (yet), I do see potential in his archaic, surreal, bizarre and mysterious work. Some will no doubt come away from "The Little Door Slides Back" with the feeling of being put on, or have little patience with what the guy is trying to say. Or they may suspect he is trying to say nothing at all; for my part, I see substance here. There are moments where you are absolutely transfixed to the page and he keeps you there in an anarchic headlock. (The "green bits of razor blade in her teeth" line did not leave my mind for days). Reading this straight through without stopping creates a strange deja vu *reminiscent* of Mallarme. I would recommend this to anyone with patience, and anyone interested in revitalizing the bloodless world of contemporary poetry in the US.
  • Blackseeker
In one of the more interesting debut appearances of late, Jeff Clark manages rather nicely a homage to Desnos and Trakl,among others, in what can perhaps only be described as a delicious and playful end-of-the-century treat. Jeff Clark shows us here that America's love affair with surrealism and symbolism is far from dead; it is an ongoing project of improvement. The short prose pieces are especially imaginative (and remeniscently Baudelairean) in nature. All the more surprising and remarkable if one believes the recent APR(American Poetry Review) writeup of Jeff Clark as an FBI agent. It's good to see that the FBI is continuing its tradition of recruiting the brightest and the best.
  • GEL
In a challenging but effortless explosion, Captain Jeffrey Clark marches forth into a land of BBQ sauce and happy games. Reading this large handful of goodness makes me want to run, hide, and take a long nap with a little baby puppy. Cuddling is fun, especially when it is cold outside, and you have a comfy pooch to bring back dreaded memories. Master Clark does an excellent job of excelling... case in point with the piece entitled "Happy Dogs and Sad Possums". I could read this over and over and over. Once.