W. Barrett Munn
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(A-21) Wrangling with a Wrap DressA Poem by W. Barrett MunnRe-titled Moving toward soemthing, I hope in the right direction. |
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Leave a Tip for the Reality CheckA Poem by W. Barrett MunnLife isn't lived in a mirror. |
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To Those I Couldn't SaveA Poem by W. Barrett MunnTitle taken from a line in a poem by Czeslaw Milosz A special thank you to Ken e Bujold for his editing help in wrestling this one to the ground. |
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Here in the AnnulusA Poem by W. Barrett MunnBetween Dante's circles |
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Song of the DemagogueA Poem by W. Barrett MunnMust be Huey Long or Henry Ford |
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The Final Wait for WinterA Poem by W. Barrett MunnHaibun: a poem that combines prose with a finishing haiku |
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Avant-GardeA Poem by W. Barrett MunnFashion forward |
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About that Call to ArmsA Poem by W. Barrett MunnBeen reading the final edition of "Leaves of Grass" for the first time. |
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No One Hops This TrainA Poem by W. Barrett MunnThinking Whitman, Sandberg, and maybe a touch of Ginsberg A collection of observations from a lifetime of watching America trying to destroy itself. |
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A Pen at RestA Poem by W. Barrett MunnSomething a little different |