Robert Ronnow : Writing

Erythrocyte Sedimentation Rate

Erythrocyte Sedimentation Rate

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


I'm thinking about rhyme and meterbut also my kidneys and my liver.The nation-state and the failed stateand whether killers should be executedor forgi..
Eye of the tropical January sun

Eye of the tropical January sun

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Exercising belief about unknowns.Makes sense to take your best guess.Using history, numbers, extrapolation.Getting the trajectory right for re-entry.F..
Family of Weasels

Family of Weasels

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


On last night's news I heardof an engineer named K_____ whoinvented the microchip and changedour lives. How the chip now containsa billion circuits wh..
For Spring No Hesitation Is Great

For Spring No Hesitation Is Great

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Today is April 1st. Transit strike.Mayor Koch accepting the fact. Myself,far from crisis central, in NorthManhattan, measuring the temperatureof my ap..
The force that placed us here cannot be trusted

The force that placed us here cannot be trusted

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


At dinner, Zach asksabout our nation's history, wars.I say We're taking on everyone, one at a time.First Britain, then Britain again: "He was the surl..
Words/Day

Words/Day

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


You'll soon lose interest in walkingand talking and wearing the capof a fool. You'll. Words: walk, talk, wear, cap, fool, you, soon, lose.Idea!: Fo..
Fundamental Physics

Fundamental Physics

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


The four fundamental forces:Zeus, Aphrodite, Ares (or Mars), and Adam and Eve. <<< 0 >>> >>> ..
f(x)

f(x)

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Have some fun.Presentation of self.Afterlife functional illusion.If your memories don't heart attack or cancer outor from traffic accidentwho will eff..
Geese in Winter

Geese in Winter

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Full of courage, winter,geese fly north. The caralmost wouldn't start.Drive along the Mohawkflood plain. Cattails, grasses,no doubt ash and elm.Restfu..
Grand Canyon

Grand Canyon

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


The Grand Canyon is like the brainwith deep, unexplored fissures and tributaries,the main route well known by now.I am walking, walking inside my mind..