The great poems are poems of retrieval or thanks or both, and Ronald Moran’s plain-spoken, affecting lyrics are squarely in this last category. He searches for and finds the people, now gone, who made his life what it is: his parents, the girls he dated, his beloved wife Jane. In doing so, this grateful, gifted poet teaches us how to burrow into and recognize the riches in our own lives.
    —David Kirby, on Eye of the World