Morning Comes Roaring Down the Mountain by Emily Robyn Clark

“Anything not bolted down gets carried away,” Clark says early in this singular collection.  She’s right. These persona poems did just that. I was carried away by the disparate voices, linked together by the poet’s singular perspective. Maggie the Cat snuggles up to Byron, who leans into a picture postcard of Utah. “You were remarkable that way with finding things that didn’t fit in/ making the whole mess work in your wild space,” Clark declares in “Last Bloom.” I hope you enjoy this “wild space” as much as I did.

 –Alexis Rhone Fancher author of TRIGGERED, BRAZEN, and The Dead Kid Poems

“Emily Robyn Clark’s poetry is filled with stunning imagery, charged with energy and life. Her poetry speaks on a personal level, inspiring thoughts and feelings that linger in a beautiful way. She carries me into her poetic journey and connects me with her world. I see her work gradually emerging into the world, touching and inspiring lives.”

 —Stephen Kalinich

“You will circle back to Emily Robyn Clark’s taut poems over and over. First to be immersed in the intensity of her senses, then to wonder at the tense economy. The poems vibrate with compressed images and implications. They will provoke you with striking paradoxes of alarm and seduction, beauty and pain, death and life, and they will leave you tingling in “the siren of silence.”

–Kristin Zimet, author of Take in My Arms the Dark

Emily Robyn Clark‘s words touch my soul. I will be reading Morning Comes Roaring Down the Mountain often when I need to refresh my spirit. Emily will challenge you, and break your heart. You will want to put Emily’s book in your library.

–Thomas R. Thomas, author of Missing Shaun