Poetry
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National Poetry Month Day 8: Noah Arhm Choi
Celebrate National Poetry Month with new poems daily, featuring a variety of voices and perspectives in contemporary poetry.
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National Poetry Month Day 7: Chaun Webster
Celebrate National Poetry Month with new poems daily, featuring a variety of voices and perspectives in contemporary poetry.
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National Poetry Month Day 6: Yanyi
Celebrate National Poetry Month with new poems daily, featuring a variety of voices and perspectives in contemporary poetry.
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National Poetry Month Day 5: Alan Pelaez Lopez
Celebrate National Poetry Month with new poems daily, featuring a variety of voices and perspectives in contemporary poetry.
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National Poetry Month Day 4: Arianne True
Celebrate National Poetry Month with new poems daily, featuring a variety of voices and perspectives in contemporary poetry.
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National Poetry Month Day 3: Safia Jama
Celebrate National Poetry Month with new poems daily, featuring a variety of voices and perspectives in contemporary poetry.
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National Poetry Month Day 2: Megan Fernandes
Celebrate National Poetry Month with new poems daily, featuring a variety of voices and perspectives in contemporary poetry.
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National Poetry Month Day 1: Chen Chen
Celebrate National Poetry Month with new poems daily, featuring a variety of voices and perspectives in contemporary poetry.
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Alex Jane Cope
To speak of the shame is to speak of him / and his bed of lichen and his green / ribbon fastened around my throat.
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Rosa Alcalá
In my meanness I hear the mother of my mother and her mother / before her, the cold cellars and flat pillows of their hearts. The single current / of anger that ran through their voices, each daughter forever through time / believing…
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Issam Zineh
The sky in Clearwater is the print / of your dress—all aster & blue starling. / The year ends the way it began. You asking me / for the indescribable. Sky has no notion of sky.
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We Are More: Two Poems by Sara Elkamel
Before I loved you, the figs were still in season. / My body was a lone fig swollen like summer. / My body was a lonely fig swollen like summer, / In every dream as bottomless as shame.