W. Barrett Munn
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This RiverA Poem by W. Barrett MunnMajor revision with a lot cut out and tossed out. |
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Kekko-desuA Poem by W. Barrett MunnThis powder? Impure.These scales? The Scales of Justice.Honest, Officer! |
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A Celebration of Our Brilliant LivesA Poem by W. Barrett MunnThe Cantos and The Waste Land, are but chapters in a single book; each new poet’s new note played, ne.. |
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Mining the Hard PlacesA Poem by W. Barrett MunnI don't know who wrote this first, but I must write it now, although I don’t know how to turn trees into pulp how to press pulp .. |
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Planting in the Tidal MarshesA Poem by W. Barrett MunnMountains melt into memories when you sinkbelow the swales rooftops rise like a tidal wave that slams into the sun while you hack.. |
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Concerning the Value of the English SparrowA Poem by W. Barrett MunnWould we find this lifethe same sweet soundwithout the English Sparrow?Much maligned, a bird that's value is said to be non-existent.I tug at my windo.. |
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Longing for a Way HomeA Poem by W. Barrett MunnA painting. |
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The Marriage of LanguageA Poem by W. Barrett MunnArt that is painted with words as medium. |
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Almost SpringA Poem by W. Barrett MunnLeafless limbs of oaks and elms weave webs against the skyabove forsythia lemon-drops, ill-repute tulips' lightsSquirrels tightrope across wood fences.. |
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Villanelle #2A Poem by W. Barrett MunnForm poetry |
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