W. Barrett Munn : Writing

Whale Watching on Pluto

Whale Watching on Pluto

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** There is a quibble about the drivel being spouted by a great orange whale. Blow hole golf balls don’t coun..
Being Concerned with the Birth of the Universe

Being Concerned with the Birth of the Universe

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The steeple is a penis; sky is the vagina. Sins, and all the church walls, are whitewashed; I’m clueless what the cloud..
In Puglia During WWII

In Puglia During WWII

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** You can get there by Jeep, if the tires don’t go flat first, if you don’t hit a sharp rock and swerve, get too c..
All Hail the Status Quo: or, White Privilege

All Hail the Status Quo: or, White Privilege

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** For as long as I can remember, I’ve sought a life lived as a mirror with its backwards looking vision, flam..
Abacus Needed for Dogs

Abacus Needed for Dogs

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The problem is - I was never good at math. How much joy is equal to or greater than agony felt? Is another Good Boy justif..
Life Renewing a Car Tag Before the Internet Allowed Online Renewals

Life Renewing a Car Tag Before the Internet Allowe..

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** What is so trying about standing in line is trying to match the rhythm of shuffling feet as we all caterpillar crawl acros..
Over Troubled Water

Over Troubled Water

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** An emergency meeting of the bridge repair committee, televised in all the papers, reporters report, and talking heads head..
(A-112) How Odd,

(A-112) How Odd,

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** as it seems that the elephant in the room really is an elephant from the planet Dystopia, a place you’d hate ..
On a Highway, Somewhere South of Tonopah, Nevada

On a Highway, Somewhere South of Tonopah, Nevada

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Here, the land is flat. Here, the land is flat and growing flatter. Here, the land is flat and growing flatter by the mile. ..
Pollinators

Pollinators

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** In a smooth rounded vase, a half-dozen salmonesque-colored roses struggle to survive the cuts. They bloom hard, a mecha..