W. Barrett Munn : Writing

After the Storm

After the Storm

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Living is the hard part
Final Verse

Final Verse

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Woody would be weeping
Sent to a Future Self

Sent to a Future Self

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


An idea of Mary Oliver
The Walker

The Walker

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Native to my region.
Gift of Distracted Gods

Gift of Distracted Gods

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Zeus has left the building.
Music and Black Velvet

Music and Black Velvet

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Quite the combination
My Fish

My Fish

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Elizabeth Bishop isn't the only one who knows how to fish.
The End of Ice Skating

The End of Ice Skating

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Or, how to lose yourself.
Heavy Limbs

Heavy Limbs

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Fill in the story


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