See Jack

Past praise for Russell Edson:"Edson is the godfather of the prose poem in America. His work sets a standard for prose poetry that few other practitioners can meet. They can elicit laughter, disgust, or both simultaneously, and they defy easy interpretation, for they lack overt symbolism. They are as disturbing but often, especially in this book, as dazzling as a good Dali or de Chirico painting."

Past praise for Russell Edson:"A magnificent book. The microscopic precision and intuitive leaps evident throughout confirm that Edson is not merely an offbeat original but a profound contemporary poet deserving of wider recognition."

Rarely is poetry so belly-laugh inducing, so beguiling, so strange.

The profundity of Edson's genius has perhaps never been as fully appreciated as it should, in spite of his fervent following. But Edson is one of the few poets one would trust to survive an encounter with death itself and find ever new terrain for poetry. 'See Jack' is as much the capstone of a singular career as it is a point of departure for Edson's ongoing practice of things unattempted yet in prose or rhyme.

Edson continues to build his legend by writing sad, serious, strange, and funny prose poems. No one writes like Edson, though many prose poets wish they could and have imitated him for decades. This new volume perpetuates the myth, presenting fresh and insightful paragraphs on everything from internal worms to an old man's soup to a man barking at the moon.

Edson is one of the most significant practitioners of the prose poem in contemporary American letters.

His work continues to charm and alarm with its surreal and shocking stories.

Edson's prose poems are like fables. Each opens a window onto a world that is absurd and ruthless, funny and perverse. . . . an enjoyable new book.

There is much humor in cataloging the ways dreams, lives, and loves end. But Edson never allows that humor to dull our knowledge that sill, ridiculous death is still final.