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…
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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.
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…
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…
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.
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…
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…
I Used to be Epic Spittle
It’s the project of the impossible, then, that makes Yau’s new collection so provocative and provoking, so worth reading, even for a reader’s or poet’s temperament that might be different…
The Rumpus Interview with Lawrence Weschler Regarding the Death of Wislawa Szymborska
Wislawa Szymborska died on Feb. 1 this year. Born in Poland 1923, Szymborska lived through the political tumults of the 20th century, but her poetry stubbornly presented the individual conscience…
The Last Poem I Loved: Zachary Schomburg’s Poem-Film “Your Limbs Will Be Torn Off In a Farm Accident”
When I saw this poem, I took it personally. I cried. I sent it to friends and family. “Look at this, look at this!” My emails were demanding. “This is what happened to me.”
National Poetry Month Day 26: “14 Fragments/10 Muses [Re:Sonnet #38]” by Ana Božičević
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. 14 Fragments/10 Muses [Re:Sonnet #38]…
Held Together By Sinews
Kinsella describes; he does not prescribe. He rests less comfortably in his retreat than Thoreau and without the surety that he lives an exemplary life.