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Birding by EarA Poem by Robert RonnowThe poem requires a mindthat finds meaning, even divination,in language. Non-fiction,up to academic standards, demandsevidence. Nothing less will do.M.. |
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.. |
Words for BirdsA Poem by Robert RonnowFirst person singular prohibited. In orderto be more crow.War! war! war! war! war!Then there's that lowland wetland birdaround the stunted red pines c.. |
Not like a figwortA Poem by Robert RonnowNot like a figwort but not an aster, either. Could he be a buttercupwith sepals, no petals, but sepals like petals? Alan is a bluebeech,an ash if his .. |