No Help for That | Jackie Clark

Happy to have participated in this online exhibition of Briget Heidmous’s minimalist photographs for GEORGIA gallery in Denver, run by poet and friend Sommer Browning. Participants were mailed a postcard of one of Heidmous’s photographs and asked to install it in an environment of their choosing. You can see all the installation photographs here. Can you…

Octavi Serra via Colossal. To quote again from The Catholic Encyclopedia entry on despair, “the pusillanimous person has not so much relinquished trust in God, as he is unduly terrified at the spectacle of his own shortcomings or incapacity.” I am sometimes unduly terrified by my shortcomings, and I do not trust God. But at…

The workshop that I taught at Wendy’s in the fall will be doing a reading at Wendy’s Subway on Friday, January 18 at 7pm. I really don’t know how to rely how great this workshop ended up being. It was just the right mix of participants, all of them thoughtful and generous in their work-shopping…

I have two poems in the newest issue of The Tiny. You can read them here. Thanks to Gina Myers and Gabriella Torres for including them.

In November I will be teaching a four-week writing workshop at Wendy’s Subway.  Full description of the workshop is below. I am really excited to teach this workshop. Maybe you want to sign up? The Heart of the Matter: A Workshop for Writings in Progress Led by Jackie Clark Dates: Sundays November 4, 11, 18,…

I am beyond excited that some new writing from a longer series entitled Trying was just published in The Brooklyn Rail.  You can read it here.    

I’m so happy to share the cover of my new chapbook forthcoming from dancing girl press! You can order a copy here. Much gratitude to Kristy Bowen, the sole proprietor of dancing girl press. She’s been at it for at least a decade and never seems to tire. Lucky for us!

image via Mary Corse. Deactivated my Facebook for a bit (forever?). Also, rekindling my love of Raymond Carver, bumped into this poem like an old friend: Romanticism The nights are very unclear here. But if the moon is full, we know it. We feel one thing one minute, something else the next. What else is…