W. Barrett Munn : Writing

Notoriety

Notoriety

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** A full throated cry bruises the forest and toughens the tamarack tree's red skin. Dark clouds overhead bite into slag ..
Alec Baldwin Indicted for Involuntary Manslaughter

Alec Baldwin Indicted for Involuntary Manslaughter

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The weight of a premature baby.The weight of steel-toed boots.The feel of a 2 liter bottle of water. 4 lbs. of pressureappli..
Make Room For a Misogynist at the Australian Open

Make Room For a Misogynist at the Australian Open

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** All it takes for these woman tennis players to get my attention is great legs. Serve and volley is folly here in the co..
Scavenger Dreams

Scavenger Dreams

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Circles and swirls in reds, blues, and greens, all the shapes of Mexico, from Baja to the interior ..
Goodnight, Mrs. Calabash

Goodnight, Mrs. Calabash

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


***"Nightly sign off of early television personality Jimmy Durante" Each day I wake to a world of dream; memories are only..
Chickens That Play Chicken

Chickens That Play Chicken

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** One hen notices there is no food. We have a problem. The barnyard begins to look around. Yes..
(A-52)  What Do You Say to a Spider You've Crippled?

(A-52) What Do You Say to a Spider You've Cripple..

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** I only meant to capture, the plastic cup was too stiff. Instead I broke a leg, maybe two. On my hands and knees I’..
Below the Surface We're in the Dark

Below the Surface We're in the Dark

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** When a plow slices into the skin of earth does earth feel pain? Are the veins of ore earth's strings of nerves or is..
The Edge of the Furrow

The Edge of the Furrow

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Most days I feel like a clump of sod tossed aside by a plow, lying there beside a newly planted row, a wat..