What to Read When You’re Trying to Hold Your Selves Together
Irena Yamboliev shares a reading list to celebrate LOOKING WAS NOT ENOUGH.
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The Rumpus Book Club Chat with María Sonia Cristoff and Katherine Silver
Author María Sonia Cristoff and translator Katherine Silver discuss INCLUDE ME OUT.
The Rumpus Interview with Clarence Major
Clarence Major discusses his new collection Chicago Heat and Other Stories, the artist's role in politics, Donald Trump and race relations, and Paris in the good old days.
The Rumpus Interview with André Alexis
André Alexis discusses his latest book The Hidden Keys, puzzles, chance, divinity, and the Toronto literary community.
The Authentic Weakness of Being
… Initiation into the system of words Beckett was working with in the mid-1960s is more complicated, not least because the system was corrupted, a failure… Over at the Guardian,…
We Must Do Better This Time
The American Scholar is reprinting an article published in its Spring 1970 edition, “Comments on Neglected Books of the Past Twenty-Five Years,” in the hope of making “a small impact”…
The New York Comics and Picture-Story Symposium: Comics Poetry Pt. II and Frank Santoro
The New York Comics & Picture-Story Symposium is a weekly forum for discussing the tradition and future of text/image work. Open to the public, it meets Tuesday nights 7-9 p.m.…
The Partisan Review, Digitized
The Partisan Review, printed from 1934 to 2004, marked 69 years of cultural history in the US, with notable contributors such as Hannah Arendt, James Baldwin, Samuel Beckett, Allen Ginsberg,…
W8ing for Godot
Poet Sophia La Fraga translated Samuel Beckett’s Waiting for Godot into Emoji and shorthand texts and then performed the translation with poet Trisha Low. W8ING, as La Fraga has titled…
The Rumpus Interview with Mike Rosenthal
While working on an interview with the Great Gatsby video game folks, this wonderfully clever Waiting for Godot game went viral on the web.
THE BLURB #19: The Complete Thing
“As those early days blurred into weeks, I watched my newborn son losing weight. How could it be that we did not know how to feed our son? Where was our midwife now? Why, in the middle of this enormous city, were we so isolated? We needed help. We were doomed. We’d always been doomed.”