W. Barrett Munn : Writing

The Fox

The Fox

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** In mysterious provinces of pixels’ flashinglight, with chatter inadimroom filled by daily rest -- the sales, the reje..
The Grouper

The Grouper

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The Uber seems unaware of the circling shark, stops, and rolls down the window -- Simon? she asks. The shark won&rsq..
The Whale

The Whale

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The rise and fall and swaying telltale odors of diesel, and smudges where someone’s forehead pressed agai..
Feline

Feline

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** She’s long and lean, her slow blink makes you hope that she might like you until her claws come out, a canary ..
And It Smells Like Heaven

And It Smells Like Heaven

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** You know you’re in Kansas when everything is flat: the sum of your savings account for the past 24 months; the ..
A Missile Crisis or Measles?

A Missile Crisis or Measles?

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** I bought frustration that'srechargeable, andthe sizeof an iPhonekeypad,the sizeof self-correcting,the size ofguess whatI want to say ne..
Philly Should Win Again

Philly Should Win Again

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Let’s move the U.S. Capitol back to Philly away from the reach of the mega rich, the silly self-driving shiny cybert..
Haiku 81 B

Haiku 81 B

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


haiku
When the World Comes Closer to the Sun

When the World Comes Closer to the Sun

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** It’s the way the wind tousles hair in late spring after it’s grown warm outside that imbued recollections ofHalleluja..