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.
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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.
Rimas Uzgiris: The Last Book of Poetry I Loved, The Living Fire
I had read the book months ago. And then, standing in front of Edward Hopper’s “The House by the Railroad” at the Museum of Modern Art, I found myself trying…
Congratulations!
W. S. DiPiero has been awarded the 2012 Ruth Lilly Prize by the Poetry Foundation. From the Poetry Foundation website: “Presented annually to a living U.S. poet whose lifetime accomplishments…
National Poetry Month Day 17: “The Robot Scientist’s Daughter [brushes with death]” by Jeannine Hall Gailey
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 Robot Scientist’s Daughter [brushes…
Molly O’Brien: The Last Book I Loved, White Teeth
I was ten years old when 1999 became 2000. My knowledge of the Y2K problem was vague; I could only glean a nebulous mood of panic from overheard newscasts and…
Happy Birthday Tracy K. Smith!
That’s one hell of a birthday present, there. A Pulitzer Prize! We’d like to point out that The Rumpus Poetry Book Club had an idea of just how awesome this…
National Poetry Month Day 16: “Big Legs On the Bus” by George Ducker
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. Big Legs on the Bus…