W. Barrett Munn
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I Don’t Want My Dog to DieA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Grief feels like it’s made of Legos, hard and full of holes, and each new piece snaps into place and creates a map of whe.. |
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haiku 100202A Poem by W. Barrett Munnhaiku |
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Faith in ModerationA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Are there limitations to faith? Can men in lab-coats with their sciencereally create cures?Should we believe the cures will cure? .. |
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(A-137) Haiku 017A Poem by W. Barrett Munnhaiku |
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Tanka 33A Poem by W. Barrett Munn5 line ancient Japanese form 57577 |
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Dark SocksA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** For just this one last minute -- before I turn on my phone and listen to the message telling me you left this world .. |
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One Lousy Night at a Late HourA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Sometime during the night, my only sibling lost the fight we’re all in, though we don’t realize we’r.. |
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The End of AutumnA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** One must have a mind of melancholy and have watched for a great long while to have seen the slow exchange as fall nights borr.. |
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JudgmentA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** One must know compassion, be able to sense the miseries of centuries, and have watched the sky for untold hours, alone and silen.. |
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Shared ResourcesA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Sometime during the night the Science Diet I poured into a bowl and sat on the patio table to feed the feral neighborh.. |
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