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\u0026amp;ldquo;An artist who moonlights as a dentist. A worm who\u0026amp;#39;s eternal. A farmer who milks his cow to death. Not to mention the guy with a belly button for an eye. Russell Edson, self-named Little Mr. Prose Poem, returns with See Jack, a book of fractured fairy tales, whose impeccable logic undermines logic itself, a book that champions what he has called elsewhere \u0026amp;#39;the dark uncomfortable metaphor.\u0026amp;#39; \u0026amp;#39;What better way to die,\u0026amp;#39; he writes in the final prose poem, \u0026amp;#39;than waiting for the fat lady to sing in the make-believe of theater, where nothing\u0026amp;#39;s real, not the fat lady, not even death . . . \u0026amp;#39; See Jack may be Edson\u0026amp;#39;s best book yet\u0026amp;mdash;proof that his imaginative powers keep growing. What a deliciously scary thought!\u0026amp;rdquo;\u0026lt;br\u0026gt;\u0026lt;br\u0026gt;\u0026lt;br\u0026gt;\u0026lt;br\u0026gt;\t\u0026amp;mdash;Peter Johnson |
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