Blogs
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Jeva Lange: The Last Book I Loved, Life of Pi
Neither of my parents finished reading Yann Martel’s Life of Pi. My father abandoned the novel halfway through, pleading boredom, and my mother couldn’t get past the first few chapters due to her infamously weak stomach and a detailed lesson…
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David Biespiel’s Poetry Wire: The Poetry Wars
One of the more mind-blowing get-togethers to take place in the last ten years occurred in Havana, Cuba, when Fidel Castro led a unique international conference that brought together participants in the Cuban missile crisis from the U.S., the former…
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“Bender: New and Selected Poems” by Dean Young
I would be in trouble if I had to choose a favorite Dean Young poem. I remember when I stood in a bookstore reading Elegy on Toy Piano, before I knew or cared anything about contemporary poetry, and I remember…
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Lit-Link Round-up
Emily Rapp and The Rumpus top HuffPo’s “required reading” list for women. Apparently our new tagline is: The Rumpus. Killin’ it for the ladies since 2009. Don’t get too cheerful with all this Rumpus-love and post-election relief. Republicans basically dissed…
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The Rumpus Book Club Interviews T Cooper
The Rumpus Book Club chats with T Cooper about Real Man Adventures, meditations on masculinity, vintage-style book design, and why writing is really fucking hard.
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David Biespiel’s Poetry Wire: What Is Lyric Poetry?
I know, just by titling this piece — “What Is Lyric Poetry?” — you’re thinking, no, you’re not. You’re not. You’re not going to do this. Yup. Doing it. Sort of. What follows is less “What Is Lyric Poetry?” and…
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Letters for Kids
Since launching Letters for Kids in July, we’ve sent some wonderful letters through the mail. To give everyone a better sense of what the subscription is all about, we’ve released two of those letters from their envelopes and brought them online.
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FUNNY WOMEN #92: How to Almost Probably Not Die of Rabies
Probably you will not get rabies if your dog licks your face, and you remember afterwards that the previous morning he may or may not have bitten a shrew.


