Feeling for the Ground

"Pretty much exactly like Tom Thumb's Blues, Mr. Clark goes on as ever letting his sensibility seep like rain through all the great American vernacular sites - film noir, baseball, the shore, dreams - and the result is a sequence of utterances that feel both timeless and inexhaustibly resonant." -Jonathan Lethem Tom Clark's Feeling for the Ground gives us delicate and ultimate statements such as Out beyond the stars the universe watches, Counting beats of strange hearts between pitches from the poem, "Time Rotates But there Is only One Season." These vital ruminations help the reader to decipher what is really going on in his or her own world through works that do not exhaust the reader, but refresh the mind through their ceaseless motion from veiled vale to misty height. You can use this book to help Understand. -Ed Sanders Like Anubis, Tom Clark is a walker between worlds. His poems operate in the interstices between the real and the virtual, sleep and waking, art and life. His writing is a kind of night vision able to penetrate the façade of surfaces even as he perfectly replicates them. In part, at least, this is a book that feels written with the ink of tears - not in a sentimental or manipulative way - but rather in a way that restores our humanity, or as Clark "What crying has that dying lacks is a coming back to life." -Elaine Equi