A List of Concerns
I’m not sure how it happened, but I’ve ventured beyond what I came to see. The end of the road, the limitless sky—I still haven’t found our prairie.
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FUNNY WOMEN #148: The Hindenburg Review Writers’ Workshop
Welcome to the Hindenburg Review Writers’ Workshop!
The Rumpus Interview with Connie Wanek
Connie Wanek discusses her latest book, Rival Gardens: New and Selected Poems, the challenge of looking back at older poems, and what prioritizing writing looks like.
The Rumpus Interview with Rich Cohen
Rich Cohen discusses his new book The Sun & the Moon & the Rolling Stones, writing book proposals, and interviewing rock stars.
The Rumpus Interview with Sara Benincasa
Comedian Sara Benincasa opens up about her latest book Real Artists Have Day Jobs, adjusting to success, Venn-diagramming love, and the loss of Morley Safer.
Translating the Elderly: Amour, The Intern, and Our Many Selves
The elderly become reminders not of our imminent mortality, but of our ever-evolving humanity, our enduring lust—and need—for connection and purpose.
The Rumpus Interview with Terese Svoboda
Poet Terese Svoboda talks about her biography of the socialist-anarchist firebrand and modernist poet Lola Ridge, Anything That Burns You, and remembers a time when the political was printed in newspapers.
Sound Takes: Dark Bird is Home
He’s a poet, ambiguous and layered, a lyricist able to make listeners feel something they can’t always explain, what I believe a song worth listening to should do.
The Rumpus Review of Nebraska
This is a road movie, but it’s about the road Woody’s already traveled more than any destination. It’s about origins.
Everybody Cut Loose
No matter which of these stories I told, I would always end with the line about how my father was so strict he wouldn’t let me watch movies, listen to rock music, or go to dances. Nine times out of ten, the girl’s eyes would widen and she would say something like, “Oh my God! Your life was just like Footloose!”
The Last City I Loved: Omaha, Nebraska
One can live and work in an unfettered way, or at least a way less fettered than is possible in any major metropolis.