W. Barrett Munn : Writing

senyru 237

senyru 237

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


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Two Stepping Is Too Many

Two Stepping Is Too Many

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** I have a condition called “heavy feet”, meaning I’m best suited as a wallflower, clumsy on ..
Gods Below Our Feet

Gods Below Our Feet

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The dirt-filled lives of earthworms to us seem meaningless but watch how worms recoil to avoid our fingers a..
Lifeforce

Lifeforce

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Near the edge of forever gaseous swirls horde fortunes even from the great mirrored eyes, travails across the night sk..
haiku 64

haiku 64

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


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The Lettuce Picker

The Lettuce Picker

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The first thing I noticeis the dust and the rag tied around her face. She bends from the waist, bows to her shadow. One..
(A-126) On an Emerald Isle

(A-126) On an Emerald Isle

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Had you been born where I was born where vaporous spoors of thuribles wormed around us like second skin that could only b..
Harvest

Harvest

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The furthest stars are too far to see or so I’ve been told. My thumb smudges an invisible galaxy, the moon ..
Introvert

Introvert

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Those alone must burn brightly, starlight from a distant universe. The new theory’s notion of tired light matches..
Requiem for Something We Thought Would Always Be There

Requiem for Something We Thought Would Always Be T..

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The cat died and we cried. We were caught totally unprepared. Gala and I don’t care for fiestas, preferring purr..