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
Three Poems
Our lives are so brief, she says,
D. Nurkse
From Toying
Like Tiny Tears
Kimiko Hahn
RIFF ON A LINE BY CHAR
Somewhere inside the sacerdotal
Jake Crist
Government Center
Screeching right up to us through downtown Friday traffic.
Peter Campion
Boothill Graveyard and Boyden Cemetery
mrs suicide : mrs arsenic : mrs dance hall girls quarreling over a man : mrs descriptive murder in the streets of tombstone
Hannah V Warren
Afterimage
Do you remember those Cornell shadow boxes we saw at some
Frances Richey
Remnant Tongue
I woke wounded
Marilyn A. Johnson
At the End of the Alphabet
Books bloated and fanned
Lee Upton
The Public Servants and Amateur
To be delivered by a sad man standing in a single light.
Jason Waldrop
Twelve Wings & Mother of the Holy Hope
It was difficult to get a nurse.
Kelle Groom
No Nonsense | The Layout
Split off for a sec
Charlie Smith
grief being a swatch of blue & grief being that song from childhood & grief being a pitched tent
a rectangle in an unborn son’s room
Nicole Callihan
Previous
1
...
154
155
156
157
158
...
181
Next