The Little Door Slides Back

"Clark's poems—which run through several genres, including the fable, the love letter, the chant, [and] the tercet . . . are devoted to the idea of possibility in the poet who operates as a free agent, looking to the weather not for the springs of dailiness but for some message from the aether."—Brian Kim Stefans, Arras

"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's poems are, in Timothy Donnelly's words, those of 'a real fin de millennium decadent' . . . It's language [that Clark] loves and assaults, language he will not let rest . . . Visiting Clarkish psycholinguistic territories, we're as liable to be terrified as lullabied . . . [This poet] makes of his idiosynchrony a happy sadomasochism, a luxuriance of prurience."—Heather McHugh, Boston Review

"The publishers . . . would have done well to issue this volume in bright yellow covers."—Chicago Review

"Thick, purring music."—Rhizome