National Poetry Month Day 12: “Sestina After a Miscarriage” by Daniel Priest
Sestina After a Miscarriage -For WV After that long loss they stumble home with an empty locket and box of ashes, stand crying on each other in the kitchen, spill…
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National Poetry Month Day 11: “How To Purchase a Flight” by Aziza Barnes
HOW TO PURCHASE A FLIGHT
National Poetry Month Day 10: “One Last Thing I Must Tell You About America” by Kyle McCord
One Last Thing I Must Tell You About America When spring comes at last it rains white petals.
National Poetry Month Day 9: “We Came Because the Romans Came, Joseph” by Dena Rash Guzman
We Come Because the Romans Came, Joseph You are a scene, an obscene staggering, your legion balls cold & wanting a beach or bayou, a hot place
National Poetry Month Day 7: from “The Singing Ape, Or, Life in Pink” by Amy Letter
from “The Singing Ape, Or, Life in Pink”
National Poetry Month Day 6: Honorée Jeffers
According to the Testimony to the Grand Jury of Newport, Rhode Island by the Sailor John Cranston, After Throwing a Coromantee Woman Into the Sea, James DeWolf, the Captain of the Slave Ship…
National Poetry Month Day 2: “Pending Approval for Suicide Barriers on the Golden Gate Bridge, Questions for the San Francisco Board of Supervisors” by D. Gilson
Pending Approval for Suicide Barriers on the Golden Gate Bridge, Questions for the San Francisco Board of Supervisors Chairman, can you update us on fog? Chairman, how many nets can…
National Poetry Month Day 1: “To Proceed, You Must First Understand” by Barbara Jane Reyes
Welcome to National Poetry Month 2015! For the last six years, we here at The Rumpus have run a new poem every day in April (and often into May) to…
Instructions for Killing a Revenant
If it’s blanched and fat with fluid/drop your pick and puncture it.
Where I Write #27: Now In Silence, Mute
Now in silence, mute, a place still quiet/within reason, ear-protected, I hear/the flow and pump of blood.
National Poetry Month Day 30: “Jubilate Patro” by Brian Spears
Jubilate Patro For I will consider my father SamFor he praises God in his mumbles and circular storiesFor his left arm is crooked to remind him of original sinFor half…
National Poetry Month Day 29: “City of Eternal Spring” by Afaa M. Weaver
City of Eternal Spring My mind rises up as the silos of interchanges, streams, passages of myself in floating layers so nothing can connect, and I dream emptiness on ships…