Remembering Rachel Blau DuPlessis (1941–2026)

So this “now”
            now emerges, shadows be-fallen here,
                                               and we debate
                                                           how vast the eulogy we need.

                        —Rachel Blau DuPlessis, “The Entanglements: a representation”

The zone between the living voice
and the posthumous voice
is poetry.

                        —Rachel Blau DuPlessis, “The moon and modulations of lonely”

I am so very deeply saddened by the passing of Rachel Blau DuPlessis on September 2, 2026.[1] After hearing from her partner, Robert DuPlessis, I found myself weeping in my office for nearly a half hour last week, staggered by the magnitude of losing her. And so I wanted to write a little about how I got to know Rachel and her work, hoping it might provide a small glimpse into just how incredible a person, artist, and scholar/critic she was and the kind of massive positive effect she had on the people around her, even to someone who was only lightly connected to her.

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“2025.02,” “2025.04,” “2025.05–06,” “2025.07,” and “2025.11” in Other Rooms Press

And lo, today is one of those great good days in which I have two publications. “2025.02,” “2025.04,” “2025.05–06” (p. 2), “2025.07,” and “2025.11,” some of my most recent sonnets that most directly comment on this moment we find ourselves living through, just came out in Other Rooms Press. Here‘s a page that gathers the poems together (and then right click the images and open them into new tab so you can zoom in) or else click on the individual poem links above.