First, Michael Wasson’s imagistic prose poetry fills the Saturday Essay. Wasson’s dreamlike narrative describes a first day of school from his childhood. Wasson recalls the teacher taking attendance, calling out, “who’s missing?” The question launches a lyrical investigation of the author’s memory and identity. Then, Julie Marie Wade reviews the poetry collection Ghost/Landscape, a successful collaboration between Kristina Marie Darling and John […]
Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April. All Is Love Sorry. I’m wrong. Everyone lives alone. All is not love. All is whatever happens next, and whatever happens next, of course, happens in due course, its course, […]
John Gallaher is looking for responses in what he’s calling his “Market Research Friday.” Yes, it’s Saturday, but I suspect he’s leaving comments open for a while yet. Here’s what he’s mainly asking for: “1. Is there an reigning, asserted aesthetic where you feel forced or seduced into writing in a “camp”? Is there a […]
What does one do with an essay like the one David Alpaugh penned for the Chronicle of Higher Education on the current state of poetry publication? As an editor who publishes about 50 poems a year here on The Rumpus (all directly solicited), I feel like I have to respond, since I’m contributing to the […]
It’s Saturday night and it’s poetry time. Who else is excited? I always figured the Irish got excited about poetry. Roddy Doyle says otherwise. I’m late to the game in discovering the Poetry Foundation’s podcasts, but I’m having some fun listening to them. I liked Ron Silliman’s discussion of writing a poem with an eraser, […]
This week, Rumpus books reviews two novels, a book of short stories, and a collection of poetry. We’ve also got an interview with Rebecca Solnit, plus essays on Borges, Douglas Rushkoff and Leonardo Sinisgalli.
In a place where names are lost like household objects, and white noise supplants meaningful distinctions between voices and people, why the need for singularity (or personhood) at all?
And Then at the Boat Show It is true, I feel, that I don’t think about plants as much as I should. Day after day, the explanation unfolds, at just the pace to keep you interested
A confluence of politics and poetry: Senate Sotomayor votes explained in haiku. No great surprise, but poetry is disappearing from B&N bookshelves in Chico, CA. And pretty much every B&N, for that matter. Sometimes I feel like I should just put a link to Mike Chasar’s blog in every one of these posts. This one […]