W. Barrett Munn : Writing

The Birdbath

The Birdbath

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Didn't have one in Arkansas
The First Time I Died

The First Time I Died

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


I've had friends like this.
In Salute to T.S.

In Salute to T.S.

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Eliot, that is.
Gilgamesh

Gilgamesh

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


A look into a changing future
Pruned Limbs

Pruned Limbs

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Blatant copycat of "Cut Grass" by Phillip Larkin
Wasteful Youth

Wasteful Youth

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


"water-walled" borrowed from Wallace Stevens.
John Donne

John Donne

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


One of the greats
High Fog

High Fog

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


True history of a Munn
Perfumed Flowers

Perfumed Flowers

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Three stanzas so it's short