Poems
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National Poetry Month: Lena Khalaf Tuffaha
Have you dressed for the mirror today Have you draped the darkening glass in gauze
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National Poetry Month: Kieron Walquist
I never thought I’d live to see / us out of the house, on our own.
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National Poetry Month: Sadie Dupuis
I did this. Took my own photo, / painted over my eyes, listened / closer.
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National Poetry Month: Roger Reeves
Listen—the owl again in the branches above us / Giving up his position despite the war.
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National Poetry Month: Naomi Shihab Nye
If someone says something ugly / we don’t have to say it too. We say No.
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Fady Joudah
The bees would not miss us if the entire neighborhood went missing. / The reverse isn’t true. The mind goes to self // as the self comes to mind. / The mind tells the self, I made you, / and the self…
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Two Poems by J Brooke
I drew a house / I drew a house with a tire swing / I drew a house with a tire swing and deep green grass / I drew a house with a tire swing and deep green grass and…
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Two Poems by Christine Kwon
I’m a poet, I say, finally, / throwing up my hands, / but she just sits there with this look.
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by E. Hughes
I want to fashion my black mouth to speak this / journey of our bodies into utterance: What / does one call this road between us?
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Winshen Liu
Grief is the Easter Moon lily that blooms in / an empty room. It is not the canyon / glowing, like the inside of a persimmon torn / open by thumbs, but all of the hours, and / only ever…
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From the Archives: “After the Plantation Fire,” a Rumpus Original Poem by Traci Brimhall
I’ve made the choice // between brushing flies from a child’s eyes or digging / a grave deeper. It’s easier than you’d think.
