The Rumpus Sunday Book Review Supplement
This week, Rumpus Books published reviews of new novels, short story collections, and volumes of poetry, and capped off National Poetry Month with a Supersized Rumpus Original Combo (or S-ROC,…
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Microfiction
Frigg Magazine dedicates an entire issue to microfiction, which includes work by Kim Chinquee. What is microfiction? A debate between “microfictionists” Randall Brown and Joseph Young might explain.
Randall Mann: A Poem I Love
The last poem I loved is John Casteen’s fifteen-line poem “Regret,” from his first collection, Free Union. Here’s the first stanza: This life, it is like conducting the symphony of…
30 Days, 30 Poems
National Poetry Month is over, but you can still read great poetry on The Rumpus. We published a new poem every day in April, including work from D.A. Powell, Michelle…
The Rumpus Book Blog Roundup
Starting this week, the Rumpus will feature roundups where we’ll share links to things we think you would want to read from book blogs around the Internet. Hopefully, it’ll save…
The Rumpus Original (Supersized) Combo with D.A. Powell
How do you supersize a Rumpus Original Combo? That’s easy—just take a book review and an interview with the author, and add a Rumpus Original Poem to it!
Little Book: Of Molehills and Mountains
On occasion, into this marketing-shaped reality comes a work whose writing is matched by the originality of its form.
American Poet Missing
This one’s not a joke. Poet Craig Arnold has been missing in Japan for three days. The latest news we’ve heard is that the U.S. has sent helicopters and personnel…
STORIES WE RECOMMEND: “The Mourning Door”
Nearly a decade after Ploughshares published it, Elizabeth Graver’s short story “The Mourning Door” remains shrouded in a slippery surrealism that’s at once impenetrable and, simultaneously, the source of the…
What You Think is Sad: Gabriele Basilico and San Francisco Noir
She always knew it would come to this. A screaming horde of bucknaked smutcrazed rapists banging on her glass ticket kiosk. She crossed herself and with a single prayer commended…