Poems
Contributors
Authors
Translators
Archive
Plume Issues
The Poets and Translators Speak
Featured Selection
Book Reviews
Essays and Comment
Interviews
Newsletters
Station To Station
Anthologies
About
History and Mission
Staff
Submissions
Menu
ENTER A SUBMISSION TO PLUME
Poems
Contributors
Authors
Translators
Archive
Plume Issues
The Poets and Translators Speak
Featured Selection
Book Reviews
Essays and Comment
Interviews
Newsletters
Station To Station
Anthologies
About
History and Mission
Staff
Submissions
Search
Poems
Sort By:
Date
Title
First Line
Random
Index
The Wayfarer
One must turn thoughts
Cynthia Hogue
The Wayfarer
When the wings of the triptych are open as
Linda Gregerson
The White Door and White Green Red Tree Stone Sun
I made an offering and left the shore.
Rachel Hadas
THE WHITE ROAD
I am walking along the dazzling ruin of a road I knew
Daniel Tobin
The Widow at Point Reyes and Broncoscopy
She sat for an hour watching 10,000 tiny silver fish
Chard deNiord
The Willows in Winter in the Boston Public Garden
In the sun’s white
Catherine Breese Davis
The Wind Cried Mary
In 1967 when Hendrix coaxed, Are you experienced?
Dzvinia Orlowsky
The Window & On Turning 79
I check the den window a few times each day
C. G. Hanzlicek
The Window Light, The Dead Boy Isn’t Dad & The Window Light Again
Painting around the windowsill
Michael Broek
The World As Sound
I didn’t speak until I was five
Michael Simms
The World Provides
Someone somewhere must always be
Lawrence Raab
The Worm
The sun: a worm with a spring withy in its jaws.
Regan Good
Previous
1
...
140
141
142
143
144
...
168
Next