2009
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The Rumpus Sunday Book Review Supplement
Good morning my fellow Rumpusians, as Christmas steadily approaches and the panic to procure becomes almost reptilian, I can honestly say I’ve never handled so many one hundred dollar bills. Are there that many people out there with so much…
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The Adderall Diaries vs. Time Out New York
Time Out New York just named Rumpus editor Stephen Elliott’s The Adderall Diaries the best book of the year. Grab a copy from Booksmith.
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Poetic Lives Online: Links by Brian Spears
A tale of a poetry reading, or maybe the word “cock” is inherently funny. Annie Finch tells you everything you need to know about the sonnet. Who was in Best American Poetry 2009? The answer probably won’t surprise you. W.…
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Science Saturday
I just finished this really interesting article on bionics at National Geographic, but for some reason, the link has gone wonky on me. Head over to the main page and find it–it’s worth the read. Noctilucent clouds are appearing more…
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No Home I’d Call My Own
Stephen Elliott explores Christmas in yesterday’s New York Times. Here’s an excerpt. In the group homes, holidays weren’t so bad because we teenagers were all in the same parentless boat. Depending on the home, we would be given presents and…
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Saturday Morning Links
Winter has finally come to south Florida, which means I’ll spend part of the afternoon moving our pepper plants indoors, to protect them from the bitter 40 degree weather that’s dropping by for a day or two. Don’t hate. I…
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Peter Rock: The Last Book I Loved, Bluets
The other day I ran into a student of mine who said “I just read an amazing book. I loved it. Maggie Nelson’s Bluets.” I nodded and agreed, since I had just read the same book, but I felt an…
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“I tried to remember your scent as your own”
A collection like Ohio Violence is best consumed in small doses, so that its imaginative density, which is never ponderous, can be absorbed.
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“Eva” by Alison Stine
Only here would snow and low, pale / blossoms mix so easily, blowing foam / which tears at the window, then snuffs / itself out.