Artificial is the Only Way to Fly
For anyone interested in the book-length poem or the potential issues that arise from combining science and capitalism, The Odicy is well-worth the time.
Poetry
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The Flame an Upright Leaf
Grappling with the problems of an adolescent entering adulthood in a society skewed by violence and oppression, Adam Foulds’ narrative poem is an intellectual, visual, and sensual triumph.
No Dazzled Salamanders
This… collection offers a world where narrative, grammar, and logic all come and go, rising up familiarly for a few lines then dispersing again, something thrilling and unrecognizable in their…
The Rumpus Poetry Book Club Chat with Claire Kageyama-Ramakrishnan
The Rumpus Poetry Book Club chats with Claire Kageyama-Ramakrishnan about her poetry collection Bear, Diamonds and Crane.
Notable Rumpus Poets
We may not do lists here at The Rumpus, but that doesn’t stop us from pointing out when people connected to us get put on them. The NY Times has…
“Double,” a Rumpus Original Poem by Jeff Hoffman
Double I drink a Belgian and explain to my father, over the phone, why several of his thirty-nine
“The Translators,” a Rumpus Original Poem by Joshua Edwards
THE TRANSLATORS After reading about Caesar And Pompey, we searched Until we found a nearly perfect Antique plate. Speaking
Man, Wall, Sea
Working with his father, Joshua Edwards has also created an intriguingly masculine book. The collection presents father and son’s perspectives on an American landscape molded and scarred by men.
The Last Poem I Loved: “Nothing Twice” by Wislawa Szymborska
The last poem I loved was “Nothing Twice” by the well-known Polish poet Wislawa Szymborska. I loved all of her poems that followed, but “Nothing Twice” was the first Szymborska…
MoMA Event Tomorrow
New York folks: Don’t miss The Language of Objects tomorrow evening at MoMA. “Rob Walker, contributing writer to The New York Times Magazine and co-organizer (with Joshua Glenn) of the…
Looking for Hymns of Seizure
There is some of Rilke’s spiritual longing in Basil, expressed most frequently through agonizing bodies and food.
The Last Book of Poetry I Loved: L.A. Liminal
The week I decided to move to Los Angeles, I read a book of poetry by a woman who had lived there for four years, hated it, left it for…