A Search for Country and Identity in Ayokunle Falomo’s Autobiomythography Of
It is Falomo’s legacy of rebirth, in rich, outstanding text, that there are things which must burn in order to be birthed anew
Poetry
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Four Poems by juj e lepe
Never mind strange dogs / down murder-hornet ridge, water / nipping at your bones; I will find you
We Are More: Three Poems by Marlin M. Jenkins
Because sometimes the gravity / of care is too strong for you to walk.
Slant Panes of Light: Emilie Menzel’s The Girl Who Became a Rabbit
Meaning is fleeting. Meaning is self-made.
Rumpus Original Poetry: Two Poems by Ava Chen
Nothing appears on the news— / I have been checking for years. /
What’s left composes and composes, / unbearably distinct against the horizon.
Reversing the Apocalypse: A Review of Hussain Ahmed’s Blue Exodus
...the world of the dead, the living, and the unborn are all in a cycle. Human materiality is indestructible.
Rumpus Original Poetry: Four Poems by Jan Beatty
I’ve filled states, the state / of Oklahoma, for example, flat, / unyielding fields, split with / no-river gorges, what’s left / of me after the flooding.
Red as in: Dawn Lundy Martin’s Instructions for the Lovers
Perhaps like a phoenix, Martin maintains such a commanding presence throughout the book because she has endured the sacrificial fire of being a poet, the necessary self-immolation.
Rumpus Original Poetry: Four Poems by Michael Chang
as catwoman took off in a cemetery in queens / overturning headstones we hear great news
The Astonishing Power of African Poetry: A Review of New-Generation African Poets (Kumi)
Featuring gifted emerging poets from Ghana, Nigeria and South Africa . . . Kumi is a final tribute to a visionary and valuable investment in African poetry.
Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Mia S. Willis
the pink mink that matched cam’ron’s flip phone is / paparazzi primed and haunting my father’s closet
Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Chris Crowder
I am trying to be less miserable, digging / for everything I have to write into my flesh.