W. Barrett Munn
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Pot-Uh-What-Uh-MeA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Pottawatomie, both the Indian tribe and the county are pronounced just like they look. Shawnee is a tribe of Indians,.. |
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Writing BackwardsA Poem by W. Barrett MunnAnother haibun |
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After Frost*A Poem by W. Barrett Munn*Robert Frost |
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Wings Unsuited to FlightA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** 2025 is about rediscovery -- Man isn’t meant to fly. We’re not good at it. Our feathers are angled toward ado.. |
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Finishing Salt (1971)A Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** I’m a Caucasian male. She was Africa- American and gorgeous and turned me down flat when I asked her out. I was twenty the.. |
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Animal SlamA Poem by W. Barrett MunnA haibun |
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When You Win the GiveawayA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Fate is a monstrous, horrid b***h. I have the heartache scars to prove it. Love isn’t something you feel -- love is some.. |
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Doyle Brunson Teaches PokerA Poem by W. Barrett Munn(after Super System by Doyle Brunson) |
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Self Re-SeedersA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** I went into the garden and picked up the earth and marveled at the blue planet’s oceans, and at how small a.. |
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Love Becomes Blurry in a Milky WayA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** As I spill out all my longing, my lover consumes all my will. Surely, somewhere it is daylight -- we’re only the t.. |