Robert Ronnow : Writing

Avoiding beautiful September

Avoiding beautiful September

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


1The personal is boringas are my ruminations on the war.What I need to do I can't try:wander without shelter in the backcountry.Or go deeper into the ..
Belonging to the Loved Ones

Belonging to the Loved Ones

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Why make a sound or noiseor do anything to the page?Unison playing from polyphony,music evolves toward simplicity.Gould's assertion that complexity,NA..
Birding by Ear

Birding by Ear

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


The poem requires a mindthat finds meaning, even divination,in language. Non-fiction,up to academic standards, demandsevidence. Nothing less will do.M..
Blackbrush

Blackbrush

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Blackbrush�" -- Coleogyne ramosissimathe dominant understory shrubin the pinyon-juniper canyons.Mountain-mahogany�" -- Cercoca..
Black-capped Chickadees

Black-capped Chickadees

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Having not done the things I wanted to doand the things I've done not being what I wanted to doI sit here looking at lichen on the north side of trees..
blueberries

blueberries

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


blueberries gasoline and prostate glandbreast cancer Wonderbread and pacifiercontrolled experiment space travel and honeypeanuts inductive reasoning a..
Bone Music

Bone Music

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


1Last night dinnerwith four couplespoints out the difficulties in living togetherand apart. Even theson of a wealthy doctor, disdainful ofineb..
Brother Death

Brother Death

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Even in the last days you need clean clothes;therefore you may be found in the laundrymornings, small task against the larger oneof not breathing. Wit..
The Burning of the Jews

The Burning of the Jews

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


It was a woodcut in our high school history text, Unit 4 Beginnings of the Modern World, that so disturbed,from the Nuremburg Chronicles depicting t..
By the Seat of the Soul's Pants

By the Seat of the Soul's Pants

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


To presume to write to someone about courageand not complaining, don't importune or make dying people cry.I've always said Leave me alone with autumn...