Marc McKee

Meta Meta Make-Belief Marc McKee

Poetry. Hi. You probably don't know me, but this blurb is that moment when you're scanning the back of a book, looking for a hook that will lead you inside to something you really need. But then you realize the person who's written the blurb--me--isn't someone you've ever heard of, or they're not the literary flavor of the week, or maybe you genuinely don't like their work. Maybe you genuinely don't like them... Well, this is that moment, and we've both been here before. It's a little uncomfortable, but often that's the case with things that are true. What I'm saying is... I really need you to read this book, because it is in fact something you really need to read. Really. Please...--Matt Hart Imagine, if you will, a robot, a little language machine programmed to process hurt--your exact grief--by naming it, until it has no sting. Imagine an elegy for Phillip Seymour Hoffman delivered from the persona of Phil Parma, Phillip Seymour Hoffman's character in Magnolia, over Phillip Seymour Hoffman's body, like a treatise on hearing and healing another human. If you can imagine the antic mix of Ultra-Talk and artifice, a spiral notebook's wide-open ardor, and POV script filled to the brim with 'lust and shame / and real beauty and the feverish, / trembling trust you get from puppies / or babies, anybody truly new, ' you need this book more than you think. Simultaneously searing and sensitively tuned, McKee's fourth collection, META META MAKE-BELIEF is both diagnosis and remedy for 'your despair which is always becoming / another version of itself / or bulging into an altogether / altogether else.'--Marcus Wicker We live in a world of illusions selling us further illusions. We grow dizzy and sick with it. This book is a tonic and an art and a hair of the dog, making itself true and truly felt.--Kate Nuernberger