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
Shakedown, Sleeping Mother and The Touch
On Main Street, two cops stop me in front of the tire store. One is big and burly and the other is lean
Jeff Friedman
Idea for a Screenplay *
A man sits on his porch and reads aloud to the yard, to some plants and to some birds, his feelings of paranoia, anger
Michael Earl Craig
Riddle
The chair is not far from the bed
Norman Dubie
Hail to Thee,
I write, my wrist nodding
Angie Estes
I’ll Be Fine
Give or take, without my books
Cynthia Schwartzberg Edlow
The Summer House
I let the envelope fall to the floor unopened,
Lawrence Raab
Holy Day
A holy day
Keith Althaus
Today’s Comedy
Why Dante in summer?
Maureen N. McLane
Melodrama
A gunshot: the trigger so light
Stephen Dobyns
Half of Life
The land with yellow pears
Fredrich Holderlin
Thanksgiving Near Cape Coast & Pine Cones: April 2020
Churning along through viscous mud,
Rachel Hadas
Mnemonic
Leaves in the eaves
Meghan O'Rourke
Previous
1
...
162
163
164
165
166
Next