W. Barrett Munn : Writing

Hunter and the Hunted

Hunter and the Hunted

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Run, rabbit, run. Run back to your hidey hole, back to your lair. It’s there you’ll be protected somewhat ..
We Eat for Pleasure

We Eat for Pleasure

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** We may think it’s her hypochondria; it’s her mitochondria complaining about what’s they’re fe..
The Apple Finds a New Serpent

The Apple Finds a New Serpent

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** When I drop the apple, it doesn’t fall: it hovers. Apple now makes hummingbirds that come to drink sweet juices. ..
Stripped Naked There’s No Odor

Stripped Naked There’s No Odor

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


A haibun, which is a form developed by Basho that combines prose with a haiku, later transformed into a titles prose poem with a haiku, or mulitple ha..
Learning to Use Air Currents for Lift

Learning to Use Air Currents for Lift

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** I wanted to write something profound; instead I found a butterfly with a broken wing. How much it wants to fly; ho..
I’m a Lot Like You Were

I’m a Lot Like You Were

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** (after Neil Young and Old Man) Well, Old Man, your bullet finally found me, if indeed, that was you, which I doubt. See, I..
Worship Service

Worship Service

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** You’ll find me at the free food pantry on account of my stomach feeling empty, and the pockets of my sagging pants ..
Final Score 2-1

Final Score 2-1

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** We lost, and that should be the end of it -- but no, the game goes on. Ongoing terror is a promise made by new Caesar..
Last Book of the Bible

Last Book of the Bible

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** I’ve been thinking about Revelations and I’ve decided that desolation means winter, when the bare branches ..

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