Blizzard Over Bosphorous
A Fire-Proof Box is a porous work, languages overlapped, breathing, an English translation that manages to capture the icy weight of classically “Russian” sensibilities.
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The Rumpus Poetry Book Club Chat with Amy Newman
The Rumpus Poetry Book Club chats with Amy Newman about her poetry collection Dear Editor.
FUNNY WOMEN #72: People We Want to Be and the People We Are
When I tend to think about myself, I tend to think that I am okay. My hair is fairly soft, and I have very tiny hands. I don’t necessarily imagine…
Today’s the Day
“I got this urge to get back to sending paper letters, and I also knew a lot of authors who I knew would be really excited about it.” The Today…
Ted Wilson Reviews the World #118
PAPA SMURF ★★★★★ (1 out of 5) Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing Papa Smurf.
Permanent Water
You just texted me two cock pics It used to be more artful The way you did it, the composition. Like last week. It just stopped raining. I have a…
Resolved: A Year of Great(er) Expectations
The most frustrating part of not being able to keep quiet about the willful ways in which people are perfectly happy to enable the status quo is that when you…
Elliott Talks Letters in the Mail
“Well, we’ve just started doing this. Only a couple of the letters are already written. I know Tao Lin is doing his by hand, and illustrating it. Then we’ll photocopy…
Traci Dolan: The Last Book I Loved, The Stone Virgins
One of the first things that became apparent while reading Yvonne Vera’s The Stone Virgins was a gentle spiraling, a contracting of the scope of the novel, from the streets…
Paper First
The first Letter In The Mail is going out tomorrow. Written by Rumpus founding editor Stephen Elliott. Next week’s letter is from Margaret Cho. Who doesn’t want a letter in…
“A Little Sign,” a Rumpus Original Poem by Matthew Rohrer
When I was little / we ate a meal / at my great-grandmother’s farm.
A Sunny Day is a Sufficient Cathedral
The book’s strongest moments are often its quietest, as when the complexity of the speaker’s engagement with himself and the world is repulsed or rerouted by automatic prompts and alienation.