Robert Ronnow : Writing

Jones' Nose

Jones' Nose

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Their unspoken opinionsare like a pot of unknowable, unnamed meatsincluding skunk partsone morsel of filet mignonFamily or workplacelonger the hours, ..
Just Us

Just Us

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Suppose there is no life in space, just us. And we inhabit Mars,air condition Venus. Hold family barbecues, national holidayson Mercury. Fly to Jupite..
Late Summer

Late Summer

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


It has been beautiful, late August, full moona million crickets followinga million fireflies in June,a million May peepers. Immersedin insect, amphibi..
Let's Work the Problem

Let's Work the Problem

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


I like his confidence, that working the problemwill certainly result in better outcomes than guessing.A rationalist who does not depend on a higher po..
Life is not a curse

Life is not a curse

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


I'm not hard,I'm scared.I thought the cherry was the birch.When the cloud clearedI was still afraid.At my bestI accept deathAs a necessary search, war..
The Listener

The Listener

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


New York City is where people who aredisappearing go. It is very quiethere, silent. A man and womanmade love below me. I could hearthe bedsprings ring..
Love and Death and Governance

Love and Death and Governance

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


First Living OrganismAnyway, there is love and death and governance. With the birth of my sons, love was fulfilled. There is no romance left in love f..
Man's Machines

Man's Machines

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Might as well go to market.Gather money, kindling. The economyscary, debt deep, winter coming. Remindsme of my youth, cold poor and scaredbut living t..
Man's Mood

Man's Mood

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Generally cheerful institutionsschool and hospital, The Constitution,roadways with their yellow stitch lines.Order on the mountainside, in the city,th..
Marines Call to Say Hello

Marines Call to Say Hello

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Marines call to say hello,impress. I'm over 35 but my boys19. They could go: Hide!One moment spent tying a shoe,another dying, gunshot wound or poison..