Poetry. Saddle-stapled chapbook. "'Take a pear. Any pear. Divide it into sensuous surface and the idea of sensuous surface. Mix with one part philosophy and two parts jeu d'esprit. Pass the whole through a filter of buoyant affection for Cezanne, Van Gogh, Pissarro, and their everyday proliferation on posterboard and computer screen, and this is what you get: a fertile concoction of urban velocity posing as still life. Pear Slip is that wonderful thing: a sustained and disciplined act of fancy." -Linda Gregerson "'Send me sequences of pears,' Matthew Hittinger writes, taking Wallace Stevens as a departure point for studying the world through what's at hand, the form and color of a single, sensuous fruit. These witty, pleasurable poems conjure Cezanne and Satie, Bishop and Van Gogh, fellow students of the given world's mysterious seductions—brought, in this poet's capable hands, to the eyes and lips of the reader." -Mark Doty