National Poetry Month Day 9: Jon Sands
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National Poetry Month Day 8: Natasha Rao
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National Poetry Month Day 7: Ruben Quesada
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National Poetry Month Day 5: Kwame Opoku-Duku
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National Poetry Month Day 4: Kenzie Allen
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National Poetry Month Day 3: Rajiv Mohabir
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National Poetry Month Day 1: Su Hwang
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Two Poems by John A. Nieves
Balladeer Quatrains This slant-ass love song is for six storeys of cement and light and how it held every portable us blanket-swaddled against scattering. This is for…
From the Archives: Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Luther Hughes
About storms, truly, what did I know?
Rumpus Original Poetry: Two Poems by Janan Alexandra
2. In literary Arabic, kaph is used as a prefix to mean like or as or as though / 3. If kaph is a hand that means like or as or as though, then kaph is a simile / 4. Simile is a hand touching two places at once, a hand bringing together / two far away things, making a transfer (metaphor)
Rumpus Original Poetry: 3 Poems by Katie Farris
Why bother closing a door / when everyone demands it open?
Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Rooja Mohassessy
My love, I signed / what papers they put before me. / The next morning a breeze / swept in across the bar. I watched it lean / the white sails toward starboard / and lift your heavy ashes / into the air.