W. Barrett Munn : Writing

Afterlife

Afterlife

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Everything I post is a first draft; it's unclear if final exists.
Goose Down in Town

Goose Down in Town

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Everything I post is a first draft; it's unclear if final exists.
Trapped in a Kentucky Cavern

Trapped in a Kentucky Cavern

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Everything I post is first draft; it's unclear if final exists.
Stray Tomcat

Stray Tomcat

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Everything I post I consider a first draft; it's uncertain if there is such a thing as a final.
(A-82) War Torn Oranges

(A-82) War Torn Oranges

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** A simple gift, three oranges -how can I say no? Packaged with care in twin plastic bags, tied to prevent spills..
Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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Found by Police in a Welfare Check

Found by Police in a Welfare Check

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The b***h I brought home from the shelter the same year that Covid intervened, the small terrier I call Abbie, now flo..
The Changeling

The Changeling

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** What's left of the wreck rocks against the reef riding the rhythms of the sea. Proof once more of Ovid's prescience - Nothing l..
Life Is Graded on a Curve

Life Is Graded on a Curve

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** When I dump the groceries from my shopping bag onto the kitchen table, a random triangle appears, six perfectly ..
The Freezer

The Freezer

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** In the bottom drawerI find five squirrelspieced and wrappedin plastic, sorted besidea venison roast anda dozen California quail; ..
Waving Goodbye at a Family Reunion as a Car Drives Off

Waving Goodbye at a Family Reunion as a Car Drives..

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** It isn't Sunday so why are we here sitting in these pews hewn from hardness; it's not Wednesday night, there's no revival, t..