National Poetry Month Day 26: “The Great Blue Heron of Dunbar Road” by Ada Limón
The Great Blue Heron of Dunbar Road That we might walk out into the woods together, and afterwards make toast in our sock feet, still damp from the fern’s wet…
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National Poetry Month Day 25: “Poem For Her In Time” by Christian Anton Gerard
Poem For Her In Time –After Her and Wallace Stevens I. Thirteen days. This morning I counted, read Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird.
Next Letter in the Mail: Aracelis González Asendorf
We’re getting ready to send out our next Letter in the Mail, and it’s from writer Aracelis González Asendorf. Aracelis González Asendorf writes to us from sunny Florida about the joys of…
Next Letter for Kids: Claire Caterer
We’re sending our next Letter for Kids from Claire Caterer! Claire writes to us about her outdoor wild friend Pete the cardinal. Pete’s not like other cardinals but he has won Claire’s…
National Poetry Month Day 24: “Imagénes” by Juan Sánchez Peláez, translated by Guillermo Parra
Imágenes I Tú, que asímismo en la copa de tu verbo desbordas el líquido. Yo, que despeño tu grito
Red Deer by Anne Marie Macari
Dana Johnson reviews Anne Marie Macari's Red Deer today in Rumpus Poetry.
The Rumpus Late Nite Poetry Show: Nicky Beer
In Episode 10 of The Rumpus Late Nite Poetry Show, poet Nicky Beer chats about her new collection, The Octopus Game, turning subject matter into art, and how we're all just shape-shifting actors trying to get through the day.
National Poetry Month Day 23: “Pre-Need” by Stacey Lynn Brown
Pre-Need In the same cemetery where Uncle Remus lies, my father’s crypt awaits, his mother,
National Poetry Month Day 22: “The Limit” by Adam McGovern
The Limit “I don’t see them,” I saidwhen my mom told me men were landing on the moonbut I wasn’t surprised they were, and why would I be,I was expecting…
Splitting an Order by Ted Kooser
James Crews reviews Ted Kooser's Splitting an Order today in Rumpus Poetry.
Fate of the Writer: Shuttling Between Solitude and Engagement
I’d propose that we learn better ways of speaking up for and protecting that space, that valley; that we prescribe uselessness as a core nutrient, one we’d surely wilt without. That we write with very fierce love.