Blogs
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Girls Girls Girls
A television show about my twenties would follow the life of a girl who is lost, literally and figuratively. There wouldn’t be a laugh track.
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National Poetry Month Day 32: “Zoo” by Virginia Konchan
We’re never satisfied with the thirty days that April allots us for National Poetry Month, so we’re extending it a bit. Enjoy! Zoo Unbridled, the sick pony traverses listlessly a circle.
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Gaze by Christopher Howell
In the opening poem of Christopher Howell’s Gaze, “Home Stretch,” he concludes with, “Receive me. Here are my silver / wings, in accordance with custom. Inside of them / leaves have been falling all these years.” And as readers, we…
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The Rumpus Poetry Book Club Chat with Linda Hogan
The Rumpus Poetry Book Club chats with Linda Hogan about her poetry collection Indios.
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National Poetry Month Day 31: “Machine Song” by Bruce Snider
We’re never satisfied with just the 30 days that April offers for National Poetry Month, so we’re keeping it going for a little while longer. Machine Song I Xerox what I need to keep (a sheaf of papers, taxes, real…
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National Poetry Month Day 30: From “Sungone Noon” by Christian Wiman
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. From “Sungone Noon” One raised goats;
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Lit-Link Round-up
A week ago, I was at the Los Angeles Times Festival of Books. Here in Chicago, everyone keeps asking me if I saw any “movie people.” But I wouldn’t know movie people if I saw them, so my experience of…
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A Brilliant Button Without Any Cloth
The promised west in The Oregon Trail IS The Oregon Trail is an amalgam of bootstrap romance, wilderness bordered by suburban sprawl, death, and the ferocity of natural processes.
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National Poetry Month Day 28: “Nine Out of Ten Dentists Agree I Am Not an Octopus” by Gregory Sherl
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. Nine Out of Ten Dentists Agree I Am Not an Octopus I think I am…
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The Last Book I Loved: A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
There is a passage in A Tree Grows in Brooklyn where Francie Nolan, the book’s protagonist, is described as the sum of many parts. A genetic and experiential palimpsest, Francie:
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National Poetry Month Day 27: “Barry Bonds on the Witness Stand” by Oscar Bermeo
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. Barry Bonds on the Witness Stand Barry Bonds trial, courtroom blog Day 11
