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#Poetry without pretension since 1995. Rattle is a publication of the Rattle Foundation, an independent 501(c)3, and not affiliated with any other organization. www.rattle.com
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And yet the serpent doesn’t seem so bad in Genesis. He’s just there to give you options. —Z. Mueller

torn vein I make a Pollock of the sheets —Kat Lehmann @songsofkat.bsky.social www.rattle.com/beyond-the-b...

and we’ll paint the living, doing what they do, which looks a lot like trying hard to forget they’re a flash of dry lightning —Matt Joseph

what remains of the silence winter camellia —Engin Gülez

Sometimes, lately, I don’t believe it: the news, the grocery store flyer hawking deals on things I never buy. —Molly Fisk

As a result of reading this poem I learned that the Dewey decimal system is under copyright and its copyright owners once sued the Library Hotel in NYC for using it without permission

What is it the night’s long arms love about a drunk? Its dim trees welcome mistakes, its ditches cradle wrecks in skunk cabbage … —Arlene DeMaris

Tonight's guest on the Rattlecast is 2024 Readers' Choice Award winner Dave Newman! Dave is one of those guys who’s done it all, from truck driver to house painter to college professor. Join us live at 8pm ET! youtube.com/live/i4YCqr6...

When the librarian knocks at my door, I ask if she has a warrant that’s been signed by a judge. —Pamela Lucinda Moss

Just once you’d love to see them flip you off and smile; that would definitely be an act defiantly wild … —John L. Stanizzi

mud-caked boots the veteran kneels in a newly planted field —Seth Friedman

Mostly love is about grunt work, heaving unwieldy pieces of furniture up a trackless mountain, the heat and humidity punishing, mosquitoes ravenous. —Francesca Bell

I want to find a simpler sort of meaning, a bit of prettiness some stranger needs … —Susan Cohen

Congratulations to our 2025 Rattle Chapbook Prize winners—José Enrique Medina, Liz Robbins, and Matthew Buckley Smith! Print subscribers can look forward to reading their wonderful books starting this fall.

Thank you, Tracie, for including my poem "Ghazal: Like a Prayer" from @rattlepoetry.bsky.social in your poetry display! What an honor!

What can’t be seen is what I see, my brother’s long black coat that waves in the wind on that cold morning rising. —Clayton E. Clark

I only know that he was here until he wasn’t. —Amy Dougher-Solórzano

Tonight's guest on the Rattlecast is Susan Browne. Her new book, Monster Mash, explores the world in which "hyperbolic symbolism is actually just the news." Join us live at 8pm ET and BYOP for the Prompt Lines! youtube.com/live/nrLiQq1...

Democracy in America, she said, has always been aspirational … —Scott Lowery

the air is overstuffed with white blossoms oversweet just as my head feels too full of words —Francesca Lia Block

This house has an elevator … —Jim Burrows

My neighbor, near me on the bus, moves his lips while looking at his phone. They’re like two little birds whispering to that tiny sunrise he holds. —Ryan McCarty #ThisWeekLastYear

I watch leaves fall and wonder how it can be the same word … —Sally Bliumis-Dunn

I run a used record shop off the square. It’s not a sustainable business model, but who wants to spend the rest of their life sustaining a business model? —Tim Cremin

They are taking you down an elevator, floors passing like chills … —Andrew Kozma

And the birds still sing. —Nancy Beagle

Tonight's guest on the Rattlecast is Partirdge Boswell. Partridge is a musician-poet touring with the band Los Lorcas. We'll talk about the music of poetry and more. Join us live at 8pm ET! youtube.com/live/xXEMMvq...

I tried to explain to the flowers on the banks of Akerselva that they honestly had chosen an awful time to sprout. —Malachy Moran

Amazon, anile, babe, bag, banshee, battle-axe, bimbo, bint, bird, bitch, broad, butch, buxom, cat lady, chaste, chick, crone, cougar, crumpet … —Katie Beswick

But not yet, darling. Not yet. —Kim Addonizio

They never ask, Who loved him? Although clearly someone did: enough to render in perfect precision every detail of his downfall … —Alison Luterman

caught in the spider web revisionist history —Roberta Beary

Tonight's guest on the Rattlecast is Lew Watts! If you enjoyed our conversation about haibun in the spring issue, now's your chance to ask any follow-up questions and hear some of his powerful poems first-hand. youtube.com/live/wBAZu9Y...

Who, in a back room, prepares the folders? The ones that look like menus from ’80s family restaurants. —Tonya Lailey

We both know the smell of a convenience store at 4 a.m. like the backs of alotta hands. —Buddy Wakefield (Be sure to give this one a listen!)

@rattlepoetry.bsky.social excited to read this issue and learn more about the possibilities of the haibun!

In a magazine review I learn that horizon note is the name of the hum that drones through some types of Indian music like a very large bee or the engine of a car idling in the driveway … —Luisa A. Igloria

What haunts us is not the fall. —Michelle Visser

This week's prompt was a fun one: Write an ekphrastic inspired by an artist who shares your first or last name. I went one step further and picked a painting by Timothy Green—a different guy who lives in Minnesota, apparently. 1/4

Oh it is a solid thing, a red thing, a steady; it is a quiet thing, a dense thing, a ruddy. —Paula Bonnell

When children ask if it’s frightening when they come alive, I tell them yes, of course it is, it’s absolutely terrifying … —Richard Hedderman

Tonight's guest on the Rattlecast is Tiana Clark! Tiana won the 2015 Rattle Poetry Prize for "Equilibrium." Her new book, Scorched Earth, is just out from Simon & Schuster. Join us live at 8pm ET! youtube.com/live/GnuiK39...

this other light threads the earth. —Jed Myers

I’m trying to find where it says, If your enemy comes to slay you at night, kill them in the morning. What happens in the hours of waiting? —Tishani Doshi #ThisWeekLastYear

Either she wants to say nothing, or say too much. Either her world keeps ending, or it’s always beginning. —Courtney Kampa

You need to fly beyond expectation And all you need is darkness and some light. —Peter Cooley

This is the darkness of forgetting, of deep space with no stars, of the rocky core of a dusty dead planet. —Dick Westheimer

Still, Barbie lifted her hands to her temples and told a white lie—why yes … —Denise Duhamel #ThisWeekLastYear