Rumpus Original Poems
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National Poetry Month Day 30: Sophie Klahr
Slant which codes the luminous tree at your gate which broad night renders its own wild leap
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National Poetry Month Day 27: Shane McCrae
Banjo Yes Plucks an Apple from a Tree in a Park -For Tamir Rice I hold an apple in my hand on set It is or ain’t an apple ain’t a real Apple depending on…
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National Poetry Month Day 26: Beth Bachmann
nectarine & leather (riot) we said they’d never miss it our skin is twisted as harvest & smells like summer all day I hungered outside for something that is not here the rain came went
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National Poetry Month Day 25: Randall Mann
Letters from Satilla Diann Blakely, 1957-2014 1. Have you read Andrew Hudgins’ After the Lost War or even Sidney Lanier’s “The Marshes of Glynn”?
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National Poetry Month Day 24: Tyehimba Jess
Sissieretta Jones, Carnegie Hall, 1902: O patria mia. Aida, buried in the darkness of her fate. Aida, singing in the tomb of her lover. Her lover a notion pale as the aria circling from her mouth.
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National Poetry Month Day 23: Valerie Wetlaufer
Method The tea must be left on the counter, or she won’t remember where it is in the morning. There must be milk
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National Poetry Month Day 22: Hayan Charara
The Problem with Me (Beginning with Abu Ghraib) Is the Problem with You (Ending Where the Earth’s Surface Appears to Meet the Sky) A dog outside is barking loudly. Inside, everything is quiet. I said I would not, but here…
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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 run from Court.
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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