Maxwell Owen Clark
(((…)))
by Maxwell Owen Clark
(((...))) by Maxwell Owen Clark wrestles with what can be made “out of nonsense” in a collection that is as strange as it is stunning. Clark’s poetic language resists the confines of coherence—at times, steeped in emotion that exceeds referential meaning, even crying out, “woah, man” or presenting a visual array of punctuation or letters without words. (((...))) turns chaos into control and procedure, and turns control, pristine poetic convention into the chaotic.
THIEF OF HEARTS
by Maxwell Owen Clark
Using different fonts and sizes, symbols, fragmented text, and his own forms of erasure Clark’s musicality and chaotic rhythm spark and prevail. Even in sections where the text can be read more prosaically, disruptions dominate Clark’s poetry, taking shape in the combination of words, letters, in size, and even other languages.