W. Barrett Munn
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LifeforceA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Some days I think I'm dense like all my best sentences, the lines that enshrine sensibilities, joys and affections. .. |
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NotorietyA 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 .. |
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Alec Baldwin Indicted for Involuntary ManslaughterA 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.. |
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Make Room For a Misogynist at the Australian OpenA 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.. |
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Scavenger DreamsA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Circles and swirls in reds, blues, and greens, all the shapes of Mexico, from Baja to the interior .. |
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Goodnight, Mrs. CalabashA 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.. |
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Chickens That Play ChickenA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** One hen notices there is no food. We have a problem. The barnyard begins to look around. Yes.. |
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(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’.. |
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Rowing Single Sculls to MonroeA Poem by W. Barrett Munnrhyming verse |
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Below the Surface We're in the DarkA 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.. |
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