Author of RISE UP and DESTROYER AND PRESERVER
Matt Bialer's original, compelling, entertaining poems spin and split and carry on in a somewhere space that bristles with familiar facts and strange possibilities. Kinetically poised between anecdote and fable, between sci-fi invention and historical record, between technological information and the wildest imaginings of paranormality, these energetic, observant, humorous, heartfelt and thought-packed poems strike their own notes of staccato narrative, bringing to immediate life a multitude of idiosyncratic, bizarrely inhabited worlds. Bialer's winningly intimate, hyper-aware voices orchestrate a serio-comic cohabitation of ordinary people with Charlie Chan, Bozo the Clown, Houdini, the X-files, the crazy-time universe of Lost, the case studies of Oliver Sacks, Pynchon paranoiacs, Dracula movies, and hosts more. His strobe-lit collage narratives fold us into their odd, often comic entanglements with no fussy explanatory apparatus, so the weirdly inexplicable becomes " part of our everyday living." As, I guess, it should be.
Author of MATTER OF FACT and STILL LIFE WITH WATERFALL
Somewhere in a lost Teaneck, NJ crystal radio Tarzan matinee autograph hound wild surmise of possibility, a unique perspective formed. And it lives on and finds voice and enlarged presence here. I've come to think that all art that really matters is the souled and sung embodiment of our initial instincts, that moment of perspective formation, deepened and enriched. Matt Bialer's poems offer us whole worlds, and remind us that below the threshold of fast food, B-movies, alien abduction headlines and media shimmer, what holds the larger imaginary world we think we live in together is something as simple as faith, and as complicated as words.