Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

14 Fragments/10 Muses [Re:Sonnet #38]

We’re with James Baldwin in a lofty basement room, with a narrow strip of windows close to the ceiling revealing a moving stream of star-sky. There’s a loud high-pitched sound in the room. “Oh that?” James says. “That’s just the stars howling.” …more

Kinsella describes; he does not prescribe. He rests less comfortably in his retreat than Thoreau and without the surety that he lives an exemplary life.

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Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

Letter To Be Wrapped Around a 12-Inch Disc

—To Major Jackson, from Gadsden, Alabama

Here it is, first disc I remember

        pulling from the bin—jacket
white, label a dish of radio waves,
                the way I wished …more

Here’s the first full English translation of the only known interview with César Vallejo. The conversation was conducted in a Madrid café, published by the Heraldo de Madrid newspaper in 1931, and re-discovered in the 1960s.

“If you were to ask me what I most aspire to these days, it would be this: to vaporize each and every incidental word, to release the pure expression, which today, more than ever, must be sought in nouns and verbs… given that we can’t ever dispense with language!”

Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

All Is Love

Sorry. I’m wrong. Everyone lives alone. All
is not love. All is whatever happens next,
and whatever happens next, of course, happens
in due course, its course, not yours. But all is love, …more

Knopf and Tumblr are presenting a celebration of poetry tonight at Housing Works Bookstore in NYC. The event will feature Poet Laureate Philip Levine and 2012 Pulitzer Prize Winner Tracy K. Smith, along with poets from the Tumblr community, Saeed Jones and Karolina Manko.

Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

While John Berryman Drives In His Orange Chevrolet Through A Minnesota Rainstorm
To Lecture On Don Quixote, Sylvia Plath Paints The Beehives of Court Green

While John Berryman drives in his orange Chevrolet through a Minnesota rainstorm
to lecture on Don Quixote, Sylvia Plath paints the beehives of Court Green,
stroking one stern white coat after another on the hive, …more

Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

Terra Incognita

Counting scars of gum on the stairs down
from the Dome I briefly felt joy

even though I’d just read, in the World or Times,
that some of my fellow citizens …more

Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

Mnemosyne to the Poet

For you, memory is but
an oil lamp to snuff, left to
smoke. Diademed by earth’s
velvet mantle. So easy

for you to ignore: hadal
press of sea, the open
vein’s tasseled plumes,
how they wheel

like a maelstrom up & down.
My sight spills through
waves of old, blown
glass. I am not permitted

to turn, pillow to cheek,
& wait for sleep to find me.
Am not permitted
to learn how not to look.

-Rebecca Dunham

If you like what the Rumpus is doing for National Poetry Month, you’ll probably like this multimedia anthology of original poems we’ve run at The Rumpus over the last three years. Available only for iPad. Check it out!

There’s a reason Philadelphia poet CA Conrad’s latest work rushes down the page like water, collecting in small pools of words glazed in light and reflection: CA Conrad is some body. …more

Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

The Story Gets Away From Him

Billy Collins
is dining with friends. …more

I found this text to be profound, relentless, frustrating, inspiring, demanding, silly, pompous, elastic, and mind-expanding. That is what poetry is for, and this is for poetry.

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The Paris Review shares an interview with Pablo Neruda conducted in 1970 just before the poet withdrew his presidential candidacy.

“I have never renounced the expression of loneliness, of anguish, or of melancholia. But I like to change tones, to find all the sounds, to pursue all the colors, to look for the forces of life wherever they may be—in creation or destruction.”

Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

Mirror

All day I had been photographing boats.
A study in angles: light on water, …more

Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

Skin Like Brick Dust

In bed, your back curved
to answer the heat of my holding …more

Ahmed’s roots construct a more nuanced Americana, as we follow Ahmed through the industrial American cities where she calls herself citizen (read: “free”), to her always-estranged returns to Dhaka.

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Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

The Robot Scientist’s Daughter [brushes with death]

drowned when she was three. …more

That’s one hell of a birthday present, there. A Pulitzer Prize!

We’d like to point out that The Rumpus Poetry Book Club had an idea of just how awesome this book was even before it officially came out. Not that we’re bragging or anything. (You can join the Rumpus Poetry Book Club by clicking here.)

Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

Big Legs on the Bus

How old could you be
And still popping your collar? …more

Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

Alternate Ending: My Grandmother As Gretel

“Hansel and Gretel is the saddest story;
it’s the one where hunger comes first.
~ Frederick Busch

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When Paul Tunis emailed me and asked if I’d be interested in looking at a comic he’d drawn in collaboration with the poet Melissa Broder, my answer was an unequivocal yes. I’d have said yes even without the excuse of National Poetry Month or a scheduled review of Broder’s book. Click on more to see why I was so excited. …more

There is dissonance here between expectation and want, a dichotomy as digestible as life and death, or heaven and earth

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Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

between the wolf and the dog

a freight train splits the difference
between dark and not-yet-light:
inter lupum et canem: enter smoke
in shreds: the wolf sniffs out a glowing
hub of ash: finds the scent of the man
who built the fire: between flame
and smolder: pelage and fur: enter
a night in single digits: enter the outlaw
and a pack of shadows takes him: in:
between fang and tooth: ember and smudge:
exit the galaxy: its nest: oh: enter
that egg: the star that blinds him:

-Davis McCombs

If you like what the Rumpus is doing for National Poetry Month, you’ll probably like this multimedia anthology of original poems we’ve run at The Rumpus over the last three years. Check it out!

Poet and Rumpus contributor Matthew Zapruder contends that John Ashbery is “our greatest living poet.” In order to make his point—and spare us the work of tracking down all the evidence—Zapruder has compiled 30 great John Ashbery poems (complete with links).

From these two new books, the reader can gather that it isn’t just the day that is strong and can withstand change, but the same words can be applied to the speakers of these poems and to Myles herself. …more

Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

15 minutes

the beaming sun
sun
out there …more

Once a week the Pen Poetry Series publishes work by new and established writers. This week they’re featuring Jenny Zhang: Dear Jenny, We Are All Find.

Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

Semi-Aubade

When I wake in the morning,
my mind is black. …more

As if to heed Hecate’s rebuke, to show the dire glory of her art, Szporluk’s poems speak with a voice unhinged by an unyielding despair. Teeming with submerged violence and opaque anger, they swirl, futile, in the face of our helpless human finitude, “our speck of pig-universe.”

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Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

On Style

Henri Matisse died of a heart attack
staring at the open-mouthed
windows facing the alpenglow …more