Robert Ronnow : Writing

 Courage

Courage

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


It takes some courage to eat a legume's fruitknowing what is known of each poisonous partof the locust (although the flowers may be frittered).What's ..
Silence of winter

Silence of winter

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Silence of winterdistant from all but my sexual contactsher bedroom nightsand day friendsmemory of my independence vanishing dreamholding on to it, my..
Infestation

Infestation

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Full of doubt. About survival of the species and my own.A plague of tent caterpillars, worse than an infestation,an insurgency that has left the sky n..
God is correction, feedback and bifurcation

God is correction, feedback and bifurcation

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Vivacious, practical, self-directedMary Bailey, nice bodyit makes no sense that just because Georgemight never have been she suddenly becomes a shy,ho..
A Designer of Systems

A Designer of Systems

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


1I say I'm a designer of systems, plansMan'sParts that stand together, set in place to serveTrees and planets, too, which are unplanned by usThe obser..
Snow. . .

Snow. . .

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


A yearin whicheach daybrings onetenth inch.First thewindow sillsare coveredthen doorjambs. Ourlips aresealed thenour eyesshut. Sleeplike thiswe've nev..
Something

Something

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Something created. Does the creator think aheador spill a storm. Rain happens. We supply thereasons. Evaporation of water collecting overhuge expanses..
Zach Sklar's Dream

Zach Sklar's Dream

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


A man and a woman are livingin a jungle. The man has lived thereall his life but the woman is newso she's scared. The jungle is fullof snapping turtle..
Anyone who wants to fight me all the time

Anyone who wants to fight me all the time

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Anyone who wants to fight me all the timecommittee meetings, board meetings.Facing death was how they knew they were aliveor was it more about allocat..
Absolutely Smooth Mustard

Absolutely Smooth Mustard

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


There is absolutely nothing to do. Some peoplefall in love. I go have a cheese sandwichwith mustard. Watch skyscraper lights fromthe bed. Look at the ..