W. Barrett Munn
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ParanoiaA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** It may have been a mouse. It's unclear what caused the movement I saw just now or if I even did see it; so g.. |
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The Minister of MundaneA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** He rises early hops on his bike to pedal himself and his thoughts. The same lessons as yesterday and every day since a.. |
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DirectionA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Back out and right consensus now too muchfor us.What became of the imaginary world? Back out and right out of the light of understanding w.. |
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Early Life of a CatA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** The start is in the dark, pitiful pile of fur in peril; meals for Old Tom without mom's insistence he find bird or mouse inst.. |
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Far Away From YesterdayA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** It’s nearly noonand from my rear tires rises haboob of red dust and pebbles clatter against metal as I round the f.. |
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(A-35). The Final FrontierA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** I dreamed last night the world created a banquet where favorite foods were served. I dreamed last night the entire world c.. |
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IntermissionA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** The sign on the building says Casady Theater; I'm standing outside by the pond watching as the water is displace.. |
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On the Way to San JoseA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** I saw Monterey once through the windshield of a blue and white Dodge Polaris, big enough that if push.. |
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When I Was a SparrowA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** When I was a sparrow, I didn't know I was a sparrow although I did sparrow things: built a nest with twigs and straw ins.. |
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Ich BinA Poem by W. Barrett MunnIch Bin From Mitch, my goldfish, I learned how to stare out the window. From a hawk on the fence outside waiting fo.. |
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