Statue

By Tom Clark b. 1941 Tom Clark
The angel asked, as his shoulders were pressed into the stone
Why me? And taken away from the inhabited body,
Like the lyric voice rustling from memory forests,
Childhood rushes toward death, a wind in those woods,
Crashing through trees, dying out,
Settling like a white mist over everything.

Tom Clark, “Statue” from Light and Shade: New and Selected Poems.
Copyright � 2006 by Tom Clark. Used with the permission of Coffee House
Press, www.coffeehousepress.org.

Source: Sleepwalkers Fate: New and Selected Poems (1992)

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Poet Tom Clark b. 1941

POET’S REGION U.S., Western

SCHOOL / PERIOD New York School (2nd Generation)

Subjects Painting & Sculpture, Arts & Sciences, Living, Death, Youth

Poetic Terms Free Verse

 Tom  Clark

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Tom Clark has combined the diverse roles of poet, biographer, novelist, dramatist, reviewer, and sportswriter during his writing career. In addition to dozens of books of poetry, a play, two novels, two story collections, and numerous biographies of literary figures, Clark's works include a book co-written with star baseball pitcher Mark Fidrych, poems about such sports legends as Catfish Hunter, Vida Blue and Bert Campaneris, . . .

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SUBJECT Painting & Sculpture, Arts & Sciences, Living, Death, Youth

POET’S REGION U.S., Western

SCHOOL / PERIOD New York School (2nd Generation)

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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