Richard Solly knew firsthand about illness and human suffering, having battled Crohn's disease, cancer and alcoholism during his lifetime. In fact, he came so close to death about 25 years ago that he had his last rites read to him — twice.
Those experiences were the raw material of his poetry, in which he explored themes such as pain, life, death and the afterlife.
"He defied death and defied suffering," said his friend and fellow poet Jay White of Deephaven. "It allowed him to gain an understanding of the essence of what life is about and what it means."
And it gave him a unique, authentic voice as a poet like no other, he said.
In his poem "The Body Reproaches the Soul," Solly wrote: "Even in the afterlife, / the body's not excluded. It doesn't turn to ash / but reassembles, cell by cell. Then it stands / on tiptoe, picks peaches from a branch. / Don't panic. I'll carry you on my shoulders / into a garden; everyone we have loved will follow, / wearing the familiar flannel shirts, jeans, / lace collar. Dogs will bark, leaves will fall. / It will be a good day like any other."
Solly, a longtime St. Paul resident who touched many lives through his poetry and through his teaching, died May 21 from aspiration pneumonia, which was the result of radiation treatments he had received a decade earlier.
He was 68.
While he did not actively promote himself, Solly received many grants and awards over the years, including several Minnesota State Arts Board grants, a Bush Foundation fellowship, and a Loft McKnight Artist Fellowship.