Douse, Rattle, and Roll
There’s a treasure trove of poetry recommendations at Tin House’s Open Bar. Jessica Lakritz’s Sex on Sundaze is alive: she writes her lines on human bodies. One Tin House staff member declares,…
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National Poetry Month Day 21: Gabrielle Calvocoressi
Four Long Years At Court I really miss the forest. And how I used to hide there with the Queen. I miss how we used to dance and how we’d…
Poetry in Paradox
The title of experimentalist poet Rosmarie Waldrop’s new book, Gap Gardening (New Directions), is “classic Waldrop, a phrase that asserts its meaning by undoing itself,” writes Dan Chiasson for the New…
Illuminating Poetry
Because Holzer now thinks of herself mostly as a reader, rather than a writer, she is happiest reimagining space with light, color, and form suffusing it, while a powerful beam…
Jen Fitzgerald’s Poetry Mixtape #3: Poetry That Asks You to Sit and Sort This Whole Thing Out
I’m spending National Poetry Month at the Millay Colony, former home of Edna St. Vincent Millay. My colleague and friend, poet and writer Jen Fitzgerald, will be writing the Mixtape…
National Poetry Month Day 20: Sarah Blake
For Max Ok, so you know someone who died horrifically Ok, so you know an animal who died horrifically In a fire let’s say or a building’s collapse
Green Migraine by Michael Dickman
Caitlin Mackenzie reviews Michael Dickman's Green Migraine today in Rumpus Poetry.
David Biespiel’s Poetry Wire: The Dugout
So much of politics is symbolic speech in the service of the syncopations of the lives we actually live. But the ways we gather to vote is with our bodies. It’s the dance that goes along with those rhythms.
Heal Together
The Internet may have irreversibly altered the forms activism takes, but there is still room for change. Christopher Soto reflects on activist frameworks used in 2015 and offers their strategies…
National Poetry Month Day 19: Aziza Barnes
Steeple Talk didn’t know what they were called those white poles jutting out of baptist rooves. they want you to know from a mile away that’s a church, go the…
National Poetry Month Day 18: Tarfia Faizullah
Flawless A kind of perfection, each singular flicker of fireflies left untrapped