The Last Book I Loved: Maggie Nelson’s Bluets
15. Bluets becomes a space for desire (thwarted), for mystery, for obscurity and unattainability. To explore the space where these intersect in Nelson is the project of the book.
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The Sunday Rumpus Review: A Different Bed Every Time by Jac Jemc
The prose of some books keeps you at arm’s length. Resists the idea of transparency or security. Dares you to look deeper to find meaning. The sentences in Jac Jemc’s…
El Dorado by Peter Campion
Tova Gannana reviews Peter Campion's El Dorado today in Rumpus Poetry.
The Rumpus Late Nite Poetry Show: Katie Peterson
In the third episode of The Rumpus Late Nite Poetry Show, Dave Roderick chats with Katie Peterson about her latest collection, The Accounts, being a middle child, ars poetica, and made-up games.
Reading Dante by Prue Shaw and The Divine Comedy Translated by Clive James
Barbara Berman reviews Prue Shaw's Reading Dante From Here to Eternity and Clive James's translation of The Divine Comedy today in Rumpus Poetry.
Darkened Rooms of Summer by Jared Carter
James Crews reviews Jared Carter's Darkened Rooms of Summer today in Rumpus Poetry.
David Biespiel’s Poetry Wire: The Poet’s Journey: Chapter 6
As a poet you are called to be absorbed and aroused and enchanted and intoxicated and beguiled. You embrace occasions that leave you seduced and transfixed, overpowered and enraptured.
Next Letter in the Mail: Sparrow
We’re getting ready to send out the next Letter in the Mail, and it’s a good one. In Boston for a reading, the poet Sparrow wanders the city observing and…
Interrobang by Jessica Piazza
Melissa-Leigh Gore reviews Jessica Piazza's Interrobang today in Rumpus Poetry.
When I Was Straight by Julie Marie Wade
Julie Enszer reviews Julie Marie Wade's When I Was Straight today in Rumpus Poetry.
The Last Book of Poems I Loved: Sleeping With the Dictionary by Harryette Mullen
No one writes poems like [Harryette] Mullen. And if Mullen’s poems teach us anything about the larger context of making poems, the lesson might be that no one should write poems like her.
SELF-MADE MAN #30: Tenderness
I might inject testosterone every Thursday, but each man here is his own snowflake mix of glory days and Hail Mary second chances.