Let us worship in sweat and love the shapes,–from Die Kunst der Fuge, A Radiance Like Wind or Water (1984)
for at last they are few, they are precious,
and we are falling,
brief as music.
Poet Richard Louis Ronan brought to his poetry the flavors, intuitions, and instincts of a gay man with a New Jersey Catholic childhood, an award-winning job as a teacher of troubled children in New Jersey, a Masters from University of California at Berkeley, and a life with partner Bill Pittman that was cut short by AIDS.
American Poetry Review editor David Bonanno calls him “one of the most important Post-Stonewall Poets” in this poetry that witnesses lust, human love, identity, survival, and how art can witness and sing against the complex corners of life.
Photograph by Maz Livingston