Posts Tagged: teaching

The Gate of Permission: A Conversation with Victoria Redel

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Victoria Redel discusses her newest novel, Before Everything, living through and beyond grief, and why she loves secrets. ...more

The Election and the Ash Borer

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Does it matter what words a sign says when a symbol says so much more? A white X. A carved swastika. Things get torn down from less. ...more

#SuicideGirls: Why I Teach Sylvia Plath

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But let’s not forget: feminism is, at least in part, about choice, and portions of life are play, not politics. Play and relationships and creativity and whatever we want. ...more

Readers Report: The New Patriot

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A collection of short pieces written by Rumpus readers pertaining to the subject of “The New Patriot.” ...more

The Storming Bohemian Punks the Muse #27: Spring Is Sprung

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It is springtime for sure in the house of The Storming Bohemian and Argyle C. Klopnik. All day, every day, Klopnik digs his garden. Our once-chaotic backyard is now a richly soiled pile of black, with a section of lawn and some brick pathways, terraces, and several rose bushes a-blooming.

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Vincent Toro: Challenging Whiteness and Refusing to Be Colonized

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Poet Vincent Toro on his debut collection, Stereo.Island.Mosaic, his writing process, and searching for identity. ...more

The Rumpus Book Club Chat with Damian Duffy and John Jennings

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Damian Duffy and John Jennings discuss their new graphic novel adaptation of Octavia Butler's classic novel Kindred. ...more

Market Researching My Desire

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I noted the weirdness, and then filed it away until a time I might really consider the implications of wanting to bury someone’s stockings. I was lost in metaphor, which meant I was lost in everything. ...more

My Voice for Their Drugs

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Anxiety disorients me from inside. My heart moves so erratically I’m afraid it will give out, my breath so staggered I have to remind myself to take in air. ...more

Crybaby College Students and Their Bogus Trophies

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I’m a small blue dot living in a blood-red corner of a red state, so I’ve grown accustomed to hearing right wing talking points. I don’t like them, but they surface as regularly in my southwest Florida town as white egrets on the highway and dolphins in the Gulf.

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The Rumpus Interview with Alice Mattison

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Alice Mattison discusses her newest book, The Kite and the String, a meditation on her lifelong journey through the craft of writing, the joys of teaching writing, and the importance of community. ...more

The Sunday Rumpus Essay: Never Let Me Go

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"You can’t hold on to the past," Elif once told me. "You don’t know how. You don’t know what to keep, what to throw away. So you keep it all. And you can’t do that. No one can." ...more

Dear President-elect Trump

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This evening, after returning home from my job as an English instructor in St. Paul, Minnesota, I locked my keys in my car. I believe the reason for this mistake pertained to my haggard and undone emotions.

From my vantage point, your campaign included numerous emotional-appeal techniques. 

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Mr. Clarke, the Real Hero of Stranger Things

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He’s the teacher who encourages questions beyond the class assessment, who always gets his students to open the “Curiosity Door.” ...more

Rumpus Original Fiction: How to Become a Tiger

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Tigers are bigger than my comprehension. That’s what I want. I want to be bigger than I am, so big I can’t even imagine it, so real I can’t ever be misinterpreted. ...more

The Sunday Rumpus Interview: Anne Raeff

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Married authors Anne Raeff and Lori Ostlund, both winners of the Flannery O’Connor Award for Short Fiction, discuss their craft, their process, and the way they negotiate the give and take involved in sharing a vocation. ...more

Bodies in Space: Teaching after Trauma

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Turning onto my street and looking south I feel the ground drop beneath me every time—I turn the corner and the sidewalk falls. I feel invisible then, as if I’ve vaporized. ...more

Rumpus Original Fiction: State Facts for the New Age

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“I’m a shock absorber for tragedy,” I say, not really knowing what I mean. “Maybe I should just move to Hawaii. I hear that’s a happy place to live.” ...more