Last month, Bob Dylan was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature, which sparked a lot of questions of whether music could be considered poetry or literature. Like the Swedish Academy which gave Dylan the award, such questions missed another, more thrilling point: a cross-generational array of poets have taken the soundscapes and narratives of popular music as their writing\u2019s main subject. As pop music has become more promiscuous\u2014mixing with other genres like hip-hop and EDM to form an FM Frankenstein\u2014so, too, have the borders of poetry grown looser, thanks to the rise of the internet, where it\u2019s easier for gatekeepers to be superseded. Poets have already decided music can be poetry\u2014the music just has to be made theirs. The revolution in literature is here and won\u2019t be televised, but rather poured forth from our Spotify queues, speakers, and headphones. The \u201cPop Poets\u201d featured here\u00a0want to be read like MTV was once watched: as an integral part of musical fandom. The majority of this list consists of writers who are of color, queer, trans, and\/or women\u2014the very voices that are traditionally disempowered in pop culture, as well as poetry. In Pop Poetry, we see these writers using music as a way to write themselves into the record that they were hitherto refused admittance to. For example, cult icon Kevin Killian\u2019s book Action Kylie makes queer identity central to questions of pop music\u2019s significance as he dives into Kylie Minogue\u2019s work. In Monica A. Hand\u2019s me and Nina, Hand writes back against the history of white critics who belittled Simone\u2019s talent and dismissed her proud blackness as \u201chaughty\u201d or \u201cdifficult.\u201d Most importantly, pop music grants disenfranchised voices an avenue to rewrite personal as well as collective history. Often, we see Pop Poets adopting a cultural figure as either their guide or their ward, a figure who emboldens the writer or a figure whom the writer seeks to save. Pop Poetics becomes a salve for the injustices that normative culture has committed against various artists, peoples, and possibilities, bridging the gap between popular knowledge and popular amnesia. What has been forgotten made visible again, restoring tragic or misunderstood figures to their proper context. Erasure can be erased and a new space drawn to compensate for what has been lost. Thus, the poet Jeremy Reed envisions a new life for an anguished figure like Billie Holiday by depicting \u201cThe Billie No-one Knew.\u201d More recently, Bobby Crawford\u2019s poem \u201cTo Jack White, From Meg\u201d (in the Again I Wait... anthology) adopts Meg White\u2019s voice in a fierce redress of both Jack White and the critics who valorized him at her expense. At the same time, however, such revisionist strategies carry the risk of appropriating a figure who cannot \u201cbelong\u201d to the poet in the ways they want it to, leading to politically thorny portrayals of already oppressed famous figures\u2014for instance, the white writer Sarah Blake\u2019s book-length treatment of Kanye West. Nevertheless, Pop Poetry has, for the most part, signaled the liberation of imaginations from material conditions and musical figures from their text-book fates. New worlds are created, where the \u201chigh art\u201d of poetry collides with the \u201clow\u201d form of pop(ular) music. What follows is a playlist of Pop Poetics: each example\u00a0pairs an excerpt from a poem with a clip of the song\/musician that inspired it, with commentary on some of the entries to\u00a0give some background on this diverse group of writers. The result will pop your mind\u2019s bubble wrap, slide the needle across the record to a new song, bridge the worlds of lit and pop. 1.\u00a0Action Kylie by Kevin Killian (2008) https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vlFJtrl45qug Kevin Killian was a founding writer in the New Narrative movement, which focuses on transgressive or taboo themes but structures them around metatext or \u201cfound\u201d material from popular culture. In interviews, Kevin Killian\u2014a John Waters-like figure of poetry\u2014explains that he first began writing his book on Kylie Minogue because he was curious whether or not he could take a person \u201cwith no talent at all\u201d and make them \u201cadvance\u2026 into the canon of respectability.\u201d Although he began his project with the assumption that Minogue was such a talentless person, he came to genuinely love the singer\u2019s work over the course of writing his wildly referential book. Killian is at his best in the long poetic essay \u201cKylie Evidence,\u201d where he chronicles Minogue\u2019s career and also her meaning to him: Her name\u2014Kylie Minogue\u2014is an alphabet from which all meaning has been scooped out, denoting a powerful sovereignty. Rearrange the letters to spell \u201cI like \u2018em young.\u201d More often than not, the icon is in peril, at the mercy of words. Huge, dysfunctional words knock her over on her side. We her fans are evenly split, some of us preferring the \u201cindie Kylie\u201d of \u201cConfide in Me\u201d and Impossible Princess, some of us rejoicing that she has returned to her pop roots with Light Years\u2026 But what does one do with one\u2019s enthusiasms? Where do they keep? 2.\u00a0Dated Emcees by Chinaka Hodge https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vs3Wg2_2_4yo \u201c2pac Couplets\u201d one line for each year he lived ninety six minutes after Tyson wins and you\u2019re gone las vegas quickly strips you of your last song every black man in Nevada pilgrims to trudge you walk last rites, as only god can judge you nomad, you Baltimore, you new york, you La. captured only by wind, a consummate stray westcoast makes you ours. claims you loudest you gave game for free, we recoup it proudest\u2026 3.\u00a0Saint Billie by Jeremy Reed https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vh4ZyuULy9zs \u201cThe Billie No-one Knew\u201d The woman inside the performer. She is someone fighting for her life behind the scenes, invoking the simplicity of childhood poverty, cleaning bathrooms in antebellum houses and working in a brothel. That woman won\u2019t recede into the forest. She\u2019s had to adopt a secondary role. She courted fame too young, and got burnt by the illusion of money and success. She\u2019s still sitting, skirt above her knees, in the sunlight on the porch. Looking out into the ordinary day. Baltimore in a red sunset. Her mother crying over being left, and cursing her rival in the kitchen. Eleanora. Where is she now? She had to change her name into an unidentifiable opposite. 4.\u00a0There Are More Beautiful Things Than Beyonc\u00e9\u00a0by Morgan Parker https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vCGkvXp0vdng In her poem \u201cBeyonc\u00e9 on the Line for Gaga,\u201d Morgan Parker draws on both of the pair\u2019s duets, \u201cTelephone\u201d and \u201cVideophone,\u201d in a grand retelling of Beyonc\u00e9\u2019s relationship with Gaga. Parker\u2019s vision of a boastful, swagger-laced Beyonce seems to talk back against the time of \u201cTelephone,\u201d when Lady Gaga was perceived to be the artiste of pop music. In this poem, Beyonc\u00e9 bites back at anyone who would give Gaga more credit: Girl you know you ain\u2019t that busy. Without me \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 you\u2019re just two ears stuffed with glitter\u2026 You say Tell \u2018em B I open my legs, throw my shades on like, Divas gettin money. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Hard as the boys. Give me all your little monsters and I will burn them up. Give me your hand and I will let you back this up. Tonight I make a name for you. 5.\u00a0Shade by Jamie Townsend https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vlAqxRA7h0Ds \u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cHeartbreaker\u201d Antony sings crazy in love and the world changes completely each inflection draws out sex as portraiture in invisible ink your flannel won\u2019t save you but the gold lam\u00e9 bikini bottom rises from the pool , lights the apex of your arc , & draws together a swarm of celestial parasites glowing in the greater demimonde a vintage American Apparel model backlit by subterranean grotto inverted Mimi diva of the tri-sex self-reflected blinking , closing the camera , looking away the song obliterates signature\u2026 6.\u00a0\u201cDIONNE WARWICK STARES DOWN HER ENEMIES\u201d by Maxe Crandall https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vFzQBOBoPg04 Meanwhile, in her everlasting trenchcoat, Dionne Warwick stares down her enemies, reducing them to straining teenagers and secretly considering herself "America\u2019s Last Action Diva." Like us, she spends much of her time leaning against doorframes and talking on the telephone, dreaming of cartoon heroes while fingering the long cord. 7.\u00a0me and Nina by Monica A. Hand https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vqUnxCyPJBZc Monica A. Hand\u2019s me and Nina explores Nina Simone\u2019s music and legacy, as juxtaposed with her narrator\u2019s experiences as a black woman in America. Hand\u2019s collection is at its most spell-binding when Simone and contemporary black experience meet, as in the series of poems titled \u201cNina Looks Inside.\u201d Here, Hand talks to Simone directly as she speaks to the ongoing struggle against racial injustice: Nina I\u2019m tired of listening to you I get so hot why is it so hard why has so little changed I\u2019m tired of you remind me I don\u2019t want to hear it no more What makes you so cold why can\u2019t you go Where the chilly winds don\u2019t blow\u2026 Tired of you reminding me What we still don\u2019t have 8.\u00a0\u201cWHAT I REALLY, REALLY WANT\u201d by Melissa Newman-Evans (taken from\u00a0Again I Wait For This To Pull Apart: A Poetry Mixtape edited by Hanif Willis-Abdurraqib) https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vgJLIiF15wjQ The song said to spice up my life so I ate a whole habanero and now my mouth won\u2019t stop burning\u2026 Five young British women at the Stalake Amphitheatre shaking their asses for thousands of girls dying to hear what being grown up sounded like if you harmonized. This is not for the boys. It\u2019s for us. It\u2019s for me to spoon up... 9.\u00a0\u201cNotorious\u201d by Cathy Park Hong https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vphaJXp_zMYM Biggum Wallah, Biggum Wallah, why so glum? You in heaven, na, be happy. You are Hip Hop\u2019s Grand Panjandrum in white foxy mink snuggly over your Bluto belly, & this fleet of white Cucci Gucci Hummers is for you, ji. Like a short-order cook slinging hash browns, you slinged so many rhymes propho-rapping you will die, now faput. Dead. Why so chee? 10.\u00a0Letters To Kelly Clarkson by Julia Bloch https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vuC21yoI8Di8 Julia Bloch\u2019s series of Letters To Kelly Clarkson are less about the American Idol and more about femininity and lesbian desire at large. Although every poem begins \u201cDear Kelly,\u201d the actual poem-letters rarely concern Clarkson or \u201cAmerican Idol.\u201d Most often, Bloch ties her prose poems to Kelly as a means of leading readers through the ways in which our daily processes somehow reflect the popular media of the day. The poems that are about Clarkson, however, are some of the most beautiful: Dear Kelly, Your lips are a caption, translating your perilous, wrecked face. Before the sparkly stage disappears you, you reverse the natural order. In which art + money love. Your eyes are like flight; you can\u2019t get through a whole verse without crying over your dumb luck. I try to dignify myself on the pale couch, writing these notes down, but inside I abandon myself to the next huge dream. In a moment you\u2019ll know who your idol is. Girl you sure were swell up there, backlit and startling. 11.\u00a0\u201cTo Jack White, From Meg\u201d by Bobby Crawford (taken from\u00a0Again I Wait For This To Pull Apart: A Poetry Mixtape,\u00a0edited by Hanif Willis-Abdurraqib https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vIlcMRq3gb1s Rolling Stone says I play childish. So simple... Jack you are a pretty good guitarist. You are not the last great blues man... I made you in my image... The world may never know and I don\u2019t care... Forget what Rolling Stone says, I\u2019m the only beat there is. 12.\u00a0a\/s\/l by Uyen Hua https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vGYIkwgyVhsU Juliana Spahr\u2019s blurb for Uyen Hua\u2019s A\/S\/L perhaps best sums up the way in which Hua references celebrities: \u201cUyen Hua gets it. Gets that Beyonce, Wallace Stevens, and Karl Marx are all there, informing and shaping our daily lives, our thinking.\u201d Throughout the book, Hua draws on weighty intellectuals like Lacan and pop cultural figures like Samuel L. Jackson within the same breath. Mostly, though, Hua references musicians\u2014reaching a crescendo in the last few pages: poems aren\u2019t songs because an hour of drake talking about trying to be a good rapper somehow begets a good album. you never could understand it, but here you are like, bitch, you\u2019re in a pyramid. duffel bag bodies getting girls, and just be real about it, you fell in love to this cd. that\u2019s why no one gives a fuck about poetry and people hate poems more than they do al sharpton\u2014 if you sell it, they will buy it. get money, fuck bitches. 13.\u00a0teak by erica lewis https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v9TiLJYH1qFQ \u201cthink it over* after the fall of rome isn\u2019t that exactly how it is sometimes how dreams be the color before the sun when the garden was an eden 14.\u00a0Mr. West by Sarah Blake https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vBbmDFo-Z600 \u201cBECAUSE KANYE ISN\u2019T KING KONG OR EMMETT TILL OR A N*****\u201d When I admire my small, white nose, I\u2019m Taylor Swift. Too, if I\u2019m made of red candies and floral underwear, if I spend a day descending all the stairways I can find. It\u2019s one way to be a woman, a woman being a girl. I could meet the many white knights, with their hands around swords, their ears perked to the motion of men. If I ever thought life was a whistle, I thought it twice. 15.\u00a0RiRi (Re)Vision: A Score for Rihanna\u2019s \u201cS&M\u201d by Tracy Jeanne Rosenthal https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vKdS6HFQ_LUc In RiRi (Re)Vision, Tracy Jeanne Rosenthal alternates between sections either titled \u201cEsc,\u201d or with the specific seconds of the \u201cS&M\u201d music video that the given section \u201cwatches\u201d and describes. Rosenthal uses the \u201cEsc\u201d sections to mimic the effect of exiting a fullscreen Youtube video\u2014the writer gives the reader a moment of contemplative \u201cescape\u201d from the more straightforward relaying of what moments Rihanna is playing out in the video. In the time-stamped sections, readers encounter symbols for play and pause, as well as rewind and fast-forward, so that the video can jump back and forth to reflect upon itself. Rosenthal mainly stays focused on Rihanna and the \u201cS&M\u201d video, but she also takes time to genuinely critique her own position as a white critic writing about a black artist. In the sections where Rihanna and Rosenthal meet, the book achieves a perfect balance of commentary and introspection: Rihanna has a sadomasochistic relationship to her image. She sings, \u201cI may be bad, but I\u2019m perfectly good at it.\u201d It\u2019s a simultaneous critique and celebration, pleasure in pain. The New York Times praises \u201cthe incongruous hint of anguish in Rihanna\u2019s girlish voice,\u201d and I understand the thorny path to identifying with the star, the sadism she inspires in my \u00a0desire to consume her, and the masochism it must take to make so many people love you. 16.\u00a0Arc & Hue by Tara Betts https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?voGpFcHTxjZs \u201cUnderstanding Tina Turner\u201d In the early music video era, I soaked up her battered denim jacket, leather mini-skirt, spiked wig and stilettos. I'd throw my head back like her rippling antennas of brown hair, belting to no one in particular, What's Love Got to Do With It? 17.\u00a0Mature Themes by Andrew Durbin https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vkffacxfA7G4 If the poem \u201cSmile On A Jet\u201d opened Andrew Durbin\u2019s Mature Themes, readers might be tricked into believing Durbin to be a sensitive observer of pop culture, and nothing more. The poem, after all, begins musing on Justin Bieber with the proper amount of earnest desire and critical distance. A page or so later, though, readers are suddenly hit by Durbin\u2019s signature inclination toward the perversely whacky when he moves from observing Bieber to observing a murder\/castration plot against Bieber: going west, I look down from my Delta flight to California below, territory of the imaginary in which clouds ring out utopias of the golden earth, rivers of milk, rivers of excess that flow to Justin Bieber\u2019s \u201cBaby,\u201d ringleader of the virgins encased in his remote adulthood, he wears chastity like a veil to reinforce tween sex appeal, which of course would be violated were you to touch him, oh oh oh I cannot die I cannot be killed I can only fly across the surface of the continent\u2026 the murder plot unravels but ends to reverse expectation and defers death across the event horizon, into evening, where the oldest man with a Justin Bieber tattoo meets co-conspirator to finalize his plan to castrate and murder the pop star 18.\u00a0Kiss Me In The Boring Rain by Niina Pollari https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vJRWox-i6aAk \u201cFive\u201d Sadness Sticking to my cottons I click the button on my phone and look for your name Threadbare white blouse Under which my shoulder rotates back And forth as I walk, right Above my draining heart\u2026 Like a screen When I do nothing And all light goes from it Like hope Oh My god How many times do I look It's the one thing I am fearless about 19.\u00a0Fake Knife by Dalton Day https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vbEPyiPNJ2m8 \u201cStand To Carry\u201d what the dark gives back \/ isn\u2019t light \/ whoever told you otherwise \/ must be a handless sword \/ reaching out \/ for the gut of a tired thing \/ so much of this is gentle \/ it can\u2019t be dark \/ thank you for this \/ I say\u2026 20.\u00a0Tea by D.A. Powell https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vcEZFIBMwJrE Music permeates D.A. Powell\u2019s Tea, a series of poems that portray young men who had contracted or died from HIV\/AIDS. \u00a0One section of the book lists \u201cEleven Disco Songs That Equate Sex and Death Through an Elaborate Metaphor Called \u2018Heaven\u2019,\u201d a morbidly imagined playlist of disco delights that testifies to the musical harmony of pleasure and death during the AIDS epidemic. In \u201c[now the mirrored rooms seem comic\u2026,\u201d Powell chronicles the early years of a gay man\u2019s adulthood and eventual AIDS diagnosis through the songs he remembers listening to: \u2026 come let me show you a sweep of constellations: \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 16, I was anybody\u2019s. favorite song: dance into my life and they did dance\u00a0 17, first fake i.d. \u00a0\u00a0i liked walk away \u00a0I ran with the big boys 18, by now I knew how to move. \u00a0\u00a0on top of the speakers. \u00a0\u00a0give me a break 19, no one could touch me. \u00a0donna summer found god. I didn\u2019t care. state of independence\u00a0 20, the year I went through the windshield. Sylvester sang I want to be with you in heaven\u00a0 I said \u201cyou go\u201d and \u201cscared of you.\u201d I listened to pamala Stanley I don\u2019t want to talk about it. 21.\u00a0Top 40 by Brandon Brown (2014) https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vnlcIKh6sBtc In Top 40, Brandon Brown writes a poem for every pop song-entry into America\u2019s Top 40 Countdown for the week of September 14th, 2013. He begins with #40, the book working its way up to the #1 song (\u201cBlurred Lines\u201d). Throughout the work, he weaves together his personal narrative with musings on pop music. A memorable dissection of the countdown happens in his poem \u201cLORDE, ROYALS\u201d: America\u2019s Top 40 attempts to draw a matrix of collective attention in the present. Its definition of \u201cthe present\u201d is the week\u2026 Its challenge will always be that the Top 40, as with the law of fashion which states that the moment one is in fashion one is therefore out of fashion, begins to fossilize the moment it finally coheres. But some things appear to never change. Like the fact that there are royals. Royals is the first song so far in the Top 40 to be about the Top 40\u2026 In Royals, the content of the Top 40 is brought into relief as a negative form of life against which Ella Yelic-O\u2019Conner and her friends oppose themselves. I\u2019m not sure how much I am persuaded by the insistence that they aren\u2019t \u201ccaught up in the love affair,\u201d the satire is so pretty as it recapitulates the themes of contemporary royalty. This is of course the morbidly catchy genius of what it critiques. 22.\u00a0\u201cLittle Dolly Parton\u201d by Kevin Simmonds (taken from\u00a0Divining Divas: 100 Gay Men On Their Muses edited by Michael Montlack) https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vxRriGGC68A8 Little Dolly Parton saw the town trollop as the goddess she wanted to be despite what everyone said about that scandal in a too-tight dress blush-slashed face birds nest hair and a crossing of the street that took every eye with her 23.\u00a0Picture Palace by Stephanie Young https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vZQPvgHEMCFs \u2026 We were fight- ing in the living room. We were hosting a party. We were listening to 50 Cent. We were listening to Aaliyah. We were listening to Amerie. We were listening to Baby Bash. We were listening to Bobby Valentino. We were listening to Faith Evans. We were listening to Feist. We were listening to Jay-Z and Beyonce. We were listening to Lil\u2019 Flip. We were listening to the Lovemakers. We were listening to Mary J. Blige. We were listening to Mike Jones. We were listening to Leonard Cohen. We were listening to the Stranglers. We were listening to TLC. We were listening to 2 $hort. We were listening to Tweet. We were looking at cartoons. We were looking at the illustrations. We were moving boxes. 24.\u00a0Nite by Gabriel Ojeda-Sague https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vBsKbwR7WXN4 Nite is a book of selections from Cher\u2019s tweets, specifically the ones dealing with racism and police shootings. Gabriel Ojeda-Sague (a gay Latino whose debut Oil and Candle received rave reviews this year) never alters the tweets, beyond pulling and arranging them from Cher\u2019s twitter. Her individual reactions are meant to represent the typical neoliberal response to racism, which, Ojeda-Sague told SPIN, expresses a \u201cmelancholy that rhetorically highlights what is fair or morally good in a way that is both touching and affecting, and then also cheap and scary.\u201d In one poem\/tweet, Cher mis-names Eric Garner as \u201cGardner,\u201d a mistake that many of her followers will likely miss out of oversight or forgetfulness. Arranged as a sort of conceptual sketch\u2014emojis and all\u2014the poem challenges the durability of both Cher\u2019s anti-racism and our own memories for fallen POC. 25.\u00a0Smear Jelly, Dreaming a goo Daughter, & Time travel and friendship by Oki Sogumi https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?vtg00YEETFzg \u201cWe Found Love\u201d the comfort of hearing your favorite pop songs, wherever in the world you go the horror of hearing your favorite pop songs, wherever in the world you go Andy Emitt's work can be found on MTVNews, Pitchfork, and Vice\u2014follow him\u00a0@tymps.