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    <![CDATA[&quot;The Roman poet Petronius once avowed that, considered rightly, there is shipwreck everywhere. In Moth Moon, Matt Jasper goes farther still, proving time and again that shipwreck is a treasure unto itself, a perfect emerald before and after all mishap. Here, vision is rewarded with new eyes, and I am grateful for the news.&quot;-Donald Revell  Not many have gone this far out to lunch and then been able to return with such a sandwich tray.  These poems are sensuous, overwhelming, and will provide sustenance if you are able to accept food from a strange but considerate host.  Though there are shades of Shelley, Plath, and every surrealist who ever leashed a lobster, this book is way off to the side of what is generally being done today.  These flirt with the boundaries of outsider art to reach what Emily Dickinson would call &quot;divinest sense.&quot; Seen properly, these poems will explode in your head.  -Pagan Kennedy   &quot;Every word goes up in flames.&quot; -Lisa Carver]]>
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  <read_at>Wed Nov 25 00:00:00 -0800 2009</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[What happens in that fuzziness between being awake and being asleep? Yes, that does sound like some kind of tagline for a horror movie -- but it's not.  It's a question used to address Matt Jasper's Moth Moon, a collection of poetry that looks through the ordinary through a surreal and almost magica...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/75869712">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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