W. Barrett Munn
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Evolution of Pattern Recognition, 1959A Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** A grandmother arches her wrist, snips fabric into various shapes and sizesthat match the paper patterns attached; a new dress for a g.. |
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On Thinking About ScienceA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** (after T.S. Eliot) If we observe carefully. If we're careful. If by careful observation we mean obsession with accurac.. |
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Writers in the AtticsA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** (after Charles Bukowski) There is a lonely laggard living inside me, so tiny as to be invisible, sometimes living in my h.. |
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Sacrificing Marbled MeatsA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Why isn't marbled meat round? The white stuff is the fatted calf sliced into cook-sized chunks grown up. The sizzle co.. |
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Liaison of IdeasA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** If not for malaise I could have liaised with the squid to keep calamari off the menu. Poor folk eat cray.. |
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Tea That Tastes of PeanutsA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** My Earl Grey is made. Do made men in Sicily sip tea? Or are they made to guzzle rot-gut whiskey where volcanic smok.. |
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(A-89) The Man Who Bought and Sold Houses (pfp)A Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** He thought of himself as oneof his grandmother’s gewgaws, neverquite finding the right place on the shelfto fit in, picked up and.. |
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The Younger BrotherA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** I had a brother. I don't any longer. Between those two is a story but you don't want to hear a story do you? .. |
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Chips and DipsA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** His nose is wide and flat, (this abomination that adorns our kitchen), and it covers about a third of his face. His h.. |
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DiffuseA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** As the day is born,regardlesswhere I lookthere's gentlenessin the lightthat holdsclose the Granny Smith applesand barely brushes t.. |
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