W. Barrett Munn
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Unwary PreyA Poem by W. Barrett MunnDeer are such lovely creatures. |
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There From HereA Poem by W. Barrett MunnA companion piece on the same theme as the previous poem. |
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Pride of OwnershipA Poem by W. Barrett MunnA tangling of webs |
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A Self-Forgetful Perfectly Useless ConcentrationA Poem by W. Barrett MunnThe title is how Elizabeth Bishop described the condition necessary to admire or create art. |
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(280) ShiverA Poem by W. Barrett MunnStanding in line outside yesterday created this gift. |
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Racing the MusicA Poem by W. Barrett MunnListen the sound it makes. |
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SteelA Poem by W. Barrett MunnAfter a few days of not much, this one is better. Ode to hard workers |
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The DiscoveryA Poem by W. Barrett MunnIt is mounted on an exterior wall. |
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Mind of WinterA Poem by W. Barrett MunnTitle from a line in a Wallace Stevens poem. |
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Nature's SongA Poem by W. Barrett MunnBlank verse written in iambic tetrameter. The Spondee in the penultimate line creates tension that breaks free of the repetition. |
