ENTER A SUBMISSION TO PLUME

Poems

Sort By: Date Title First Line Random Index

  • WORDS IN THE WOODS

    All the words that have been spoken here

  • Separation

    Slumbering suburbs, calm depths of summer.

  • “October, and the sun burnishes”

    October, and the sun burnishes the leaves so brightly you

  • In the Supermarket of Orgasms

    Some nights I feel so alone in my longing for you, love, alone in my supermarket of orgasms as I cruise the aisles of

  • Unrest or What the French Horn Can Teach You

    To master the French Horn, you need lips of steel

  • Other Minds and While

    For each word

  • For Michael Gottlieb

    All this time me on he leadéd

  • Wilderness

    The mind is a wilderness like Bartram’s, razed, cemented over, marked by rows

  • Urban Renewal

    Outside my window, a brutal winter burn has curled

  • Tsunami Letter—March 2011

    Shunning the safety of high ground

  • Ferns  | Cycle

    Wind thrums

  • A Canticle Rehearsal in The Temple and The Waters Do Not Return, Even to Meribà

    Oh, I am tired of my land,