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National Poetry Month Day 16: Sandra Simonds
Every year, The Rumpus celebrates National Poetry Month with new poems daily from poets we admire. We aim to illustrate a variety of voices and perspectives in contemporary poetry.
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National Poetry Month Day 12: celeste doaks
Every year, The Rumpus celebrates National Poetry Month by running new poems from poets we admire. We feature a different poet each day, and aim to illustrate the variety in voices and styles of poetry being written today.
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Otter
The emblem, not the animal, mattered. We swatted mosquitoes, made no pilgrimages to Vermont to see bears and moose. I wanted to get as close as possible to my potential animal totem.
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The Rumpus Interview with Saleem Haddad
Saleem Haddad discusses his debut novel Guapa, the Orlando shootings, the importance of queer spaces, and Arab literature.
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The Rumpus Interview with Monica Sok
Monica Sok discusses her award-winning poetry chapbook Year Zero, her interest in Southeast Asian history, and living in isolation.
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Boyz n the Hood, Chi-Raq, and America 2016
And while the faces and nomenclature between these historically discrete agents of change differ, the one governing commonality remains the same: unfettered gun ownership and correlative violence play a pivotal role.
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Frank Ocean’s Plea for Beauty after Orlando
Frank Ocean has released a message about the Orlando shooting that is mournfully beautiful in both its reflection on the hate that fueled the attacks and the hope for a counter-balancing beauty to emerge in its wake: I heard on the news…
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This Week in Posivibes: New York Philharmonic
To kick off its series of free concerts in Central Park, the New York Philharmonic is paying tribute to the victims of the shooting at Orlando’s Pulse nightclub. Alan Gilbert, the Philharmonic’s music director, dedicated the performance to “not just to the…
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In Mourning
Over at Lit Hub, Christopher Soto (aka Loma) reflects on Orlando and writes movingly about the experience of holding an identity that is constantly targeted and executed in our world: He propped me up like the roof of a cathedral,…
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Kerouac’s House and the End of Doubt
A perfectionist who claws for each word, I could use a little spontaneity. How tempting to try loosening up, to compose wildly, undisciplined, the “crazier the better.” To accept that I’m a genius all the time.
