Robert Ronnow

Robert Ronnow Poems

161. The Master Algorithm 6/6/2017
162. To Go On 7/1/2017
163. In The Singularity 7/5/2017
164. Blue Grama Grass -new- 8/10/2017
165. Earth 1/29/2015
166. Chinese Sonnets 1/31/2015
167. Adnate To The Funicle 1/31/2015
168. Operational Culture For The Warfighter 2/17/2015
169. I Prefer To Sleep And Dream 2/22/2015
170. Troy And Desanda 3/15/2015
171. Reverse Gestation 3/26/2015
172. A Gun In Every Home 3/26/2015
173. Peace Out 3/26/2015
174. Dendrology 1/24/2015
175. A Designer Of Systems 1/1/2015
176. Miniature Juniper 12/31/2014
177. At Basketball 12/31/2014
178. Gently Unexpressed 12/31/2014
179. A Yellow Rose 12/31/2014
180. Life Is Not A Curse 12/3/2014
181. Night Drive Home 12/3/2014
182. Plate Tectonics Versus Gamma Ray Bursters 12/3/2014
183. Not Enough Heat 12/3/2014
184. Brother Death 12/3/2014
185. Zach Sklar's Dream 12/3/2014
186. Peter Has Gotten A New Job 12/3/2014
187. Ricardo's Lunch 12/3/2014
188. Injury 1/1/2015
189. World Order 1/1/2015
190. By The Seat Of The Soul's Pants 1/1/2015
191. Occupied 2/11/2015
192. South Bronx 1/31/2015
193. Toy Story 12/31/2014
194. Meditation 12/3/2014
195. Almost Spring 12/3/2014
196. The Invention Of Zero 1/1/2015
197. Oh Pilot Me 1/1/2015
198. October Sky 12/31/2014
199. The Scientific Way To Do Mathematics 1/1/2015
200. The Canopy And Economy 2/28/2015
Best Poem of Robert Ronnow

To Have Loved Mary

Today is Sunday and I'm going to the ocean
or maybe not. Definitely not doing the laundry
or maybe I will. Moss and even a small tree
grow in the rotten stubs of the pier pilings.
The city is Seattle and it has a macho airport.

Give me the comfort of a moose knowing its
water supply. The mosquito's acceptance of its position
among a million mosquitoes. The pool of stagnant
water that remains one with the mothering ocean.
I drift on the air, less than a seed, a bacteria.

Or I am human, big dick, big brain containing
universal philosophic affidavit. ...

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Zach Sklar's Dream

A man and a woman are living
in a jungle. The man has lived there
all his life but the woman is new
so she's scared. The jungle is full
of snapping turtles and they are hunting some.
The man knows how to hunt them
and he kills a huge one. They drag it home
and leave it on a wooden table
in a clearing overnight. He says to the woman

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