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Jake Snider on Light-Headed

Matt Hart



After finishing Matt Hart’s Light-Headed I held the book in my hands and hoped my close vicinity to the physical work would help meld the dreamscape of verse and lyric Hart has so meticulously created into my own light-headed consciousness. Hart’s work leaps between multiple “poetical” jests that suggest an urgent consequence for the form. I think it’s certain that Hart presents a new sacredness in the calamity of words and poetic standards.

Cutting open the sonnet with the youthful exuberance of unwrapping a birthday present, Hart expertly reroutes the insides of the familiar form with surgical precision of a lyric poet’s ethereal essence. “-here he goes again naming names and leaking stories” and with a head set aflame, Hart weaves his stories and names through out his poetry. Images of hawk-shredded rodents and anxious giants like Poseidon’s blinded son Polyphemus appear like apparitions in the hazy and lucid moments of an O2 coma.

Difficulties may arise for readers faint of heart with Light-Headed’s seemingly absurd non-sequiturs and ecstatic surrealism, however, keep faith and eventually Hart enlightens his audience to how “silly is the interpreter.” Don’t attempt applying concrete ontological perspective to Light-Headed because the work so exuberantly resists such approaches. Instead, trust the unpredictable wit Matt Hart presents. Simply, “…you do what he tells you” because in this way, you can experience Light-Headed  “…like the very best dress you’ve ever witnessed/ in the world, which is a girl and darkness.”

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