National Poetry Month Day 24: “All Is Love” by John Gallaher
Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April. All Is Love Sorry. I’m…
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National Poetry Month Day 23: “While John Berryman Drives In His Orange Chevrolet Through A Minnesota Rainstorm To Lecture On Don Quixote, Sylvia Plath Paints The Beehives of Court Green” by Amy Newman
Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April. While John Berryman Drives In…
National Poetry Month Day 22: “Terra Incognita” by David Roderick
Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April. Terra Incognita Counting scars of…
National Poetry Month Day 21: “Mnemosyne to the Poet” by Rebecca Dunham
Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April. Mnemosyne to the Poet For…
The Rumpus Interview with CA Conrad
There’s a reason Philadelphia poet CA Conrad’s latest work rushes down the page like water, collecting in small pools of words glazed in light and reflection: CA Conrad is some…
National Poetry Month Day 20: “The Story Gets Away From Him” by Lewis Mundt
Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April. The Story Gets Away From…
A Beautiful Marsupial Afternoon
I found this text to be profound, relentless, frustrating, inspiring, demanding, silly, pompous, elastic, and mind-expanding. That is what poetry is for, and this is for poetry.
Swinging Modern Sounds #35: The Location of the Soul
Since 2005, Larkin Grimm has made four albums, the first of which are unvarnished howls from the world of psychedelic folk.
SELF-MADE MAN #7: Translator
Em and I were both poets in high school, though she is the last one standing, her body of work forming into something beautiful as the son in her belly.…
National Poetry Month Day 19: “Mirror” by Rachel Richardson
Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April. Mirror All day I had…
National Poetry Month Day 18: “Skin Like Brick Dust” by Saeed Jones
Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April. Skin Like Brick Dust In…
Unless You Land in Dhaka
Ahmed’s roots construct a more nuanced Americana, as we follow Ahmed through the industrial American cities where she calls herself citizen (read: “free”), to her always-estranged returns to Dhaka.