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Rumpus Original Poetry: “When I die, I hope they talk about me”
I hope / there is a heaven copious enough / to hold a place for every soul
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The Last Poem I Loved: The Waste Land
It is March, almost April, and the year feels like a spool of days spliced out of order, leaping treacherously from sun to ice to sun to rain to snow.
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National Poetry Month Day 32: Heid E. Erdrich
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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Think you know The Night Before Christmas? Think Again.
Alexandra Socarides gives a clear warning at the beginning of this article that she doesn’t want to ruin anyone’s Christmas, but you should probably read the original poem one last time before reading her breakdown at the Los Angeles Review…
