&ldquo;An artist who moonlights as a dentist. A worm who&#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 &#39;the dark uncomfortable metaphor.&#39; &#39;What better way to die,&#39; he writes in the final prose poem, &#39;than waiting for the fat lady to sing in the make-believe of theater, where nothing&#39;s real, not the fat lady, not even death . . . &#39; See Jack may be Edson&#39;s best book yet&mdash;proof that his imaginative powers keep growing. What a deliciously scary thought!&rdquo;<br><br><br><br> &mdash;Peter Johnson