W. Barrett Munn
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AngerA Poem by W. Barrett MunnOne of the stages of grief |
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A Bitter TasteA Poem by W. Barrett MunnLessons of life |
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PerspectiveA Poem by W. Barrett MunnDepends on where one stands |
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(560) God's FeetA Poem by W. Barrett MunnThe world is not as simple as we like to think it. |
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My Father's Father's Porch SwingA Poem by W. Barrett MunnIn the southwest corner of Arkansas, 1958. |
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The Catacombs of ParisA Poem by W. Barrett MunnWhat is there but bones? |
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Death of the MaestroA Poem by W. Barrett MunnFinally a decent revision-retitled from The Illusion of Mastery |
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When Facing a Great RockA Poem by W. Barrett MunnAnother total re-write |
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100 Years LaterA Poem by W. Barrett MunnCelebrating 100 year anniversary of The Waste Land by T.S. Eliot |
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GoneA Poem by W. Barrett MunnDear friends and fellow poets: This poem in essence replays the narrative of a phone call I received this morning. I will most likely not be as activ.. |