National Poetry Month: Day 4. “We Will Never Learn” by Sean Singer
We Will Never Learn Where have these disappeared to, the green ones? Tongues against the darkness are seething.
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National Poetry Month: Day 3. “Speculation, Made to Last” by Jesse Lee Kercheval
Speculation, Made to Last i I warn you this is not a happy story it wanders through the graveyard it wanders near your house
National Poetry Month: Day 2. “On Language” by Xochiquetzal Candelaria
On Language A blue pail left floating washes up on the pitted rocky shore, wedges between boulders dark as prehistory, a place the utterance goes it alone.
DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #30: Pluck It From the Floor. And Onward You Go.
It’s a funny sort of reverse logic, how every now and then your vision is clearer when you constrict rather than expand it.
National Poetry Month: Day 1. Two Poems from W. S. Di Piero
Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project, featuring new, previously unpublished poems by 30 different authors. We kick off the month with two poems by W. S. Di Piero.…
FUNNY WOMEN #20: Holiday with Communists
First, you and your grandmother decorate Easter eggs to put on the Seder plate. This is her Passover tradition. She will have decided that Seder plates “could use a little…
Ted Wilson Reviews the World #29
THE DIAPHRAGM OF ANNE FRANK ★★★★★ (4 out of 5) Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing The Diaphragm of Anne…
DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #29: Go! Go! Go!
To get what you want in a romantic relationship you must say what you want.
Ted Wilson Reviews the World #28
BLOCKBUSTER VIDEO ★★★★★ (2 out of 5) Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing Blockbuster Video.
FUNNY WOMEN #19: Anaïs Nin’s Hot Cross Buns
INGREDIENTS: A 200-year-old stone farmhouse in which every room is painted a different color, and the maid opens the shutters at dawn.
DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #28:
Jean-Paul Sartre famously said that “hell is other people,” which is true enough, but truer still is hell is other people’s boyfriends (or girlfriends, as the case may be).
A FAN’S NOTES, The Rumpus Sports Column #22: The Army Awakened
On writing about war: This year, according to my careful calculations (or at least according to the bracket I just hastily filled out), Syracuse University will win the NCAA men’s…