Tags Nuthatch
Of Judith and InannaA Poem by Robert RonnowFor the accountant, the librarian, on this cold daythere is no revelation. He will go his own wayto the roar of the tinnitus in his ears.About our war.. |
Upside Down the Ancient BoleA Poem by Robert RonnowThe white-breasted nuthatchupside down the ancient bole.If it has no soul, neither do I.Pencils criss-crossed on the desk,sticks tangled on the ground.. |