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Compartment 114
Compartment 114

W. Barrett Munn : Writing

(A-163) A Rag Man Anagram

(A-163) A Rag Man Anagram

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


Last words of each couplet are made of the same letters reaaranged.
I Woke R U Woke 2?

I Woke R U Woke 2?

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** If I can’t be woke I am meant to sleepwalk and receive information by osmosis that’s drummed into my..
Splinter

Splinter

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** When I grabbed the wheelbarrow’s wooden handle, a splinter slid into my index finger, a sliver of some ancie..
Ante-Cholesterol

Ante-Cholesterol

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Before we were aware of assault on hearts caused by cholesterol, butter and eggs began each day, sugar was safe, a..
Accumulation

Accumulation

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Frustrations scud along like grains of sand in wind unnoticed until you notice you’re surrounded by white-ca..
Outside the Nursing Home Window

Outside the Nursing Home Window

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** The leaf-cutter worms have been at it again. The maple tree is felled beside the sidewalk where hopscotch pinks yell..
Whaling

Whaling

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** Three days we sailed under full canvas until a starboard list tripped us and our sails were trimmed to ..
senryu 97bcd

senryu 97bcd

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


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Sometimes I Can Hear

Sometimes I Can Hear

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** I sometimes hear crickets when there are no crickets, nothing but whispers of astral origins -- spirits of crickets ..
Feral Winter

Feral Winter

A Poem by W. Barrett Munn


*** This cold is historic, and I worry about the feral cats. How can they survive outside the warmth and safety ..