Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
Read the latest from my poetry blog, “A Hundred Falling Veils“, where there’s a poem in every day. You can use this link to subscribe.
A Hundred Falling Veils
- Sit with the Pain in Your Heart, he said, September 29, 2025and I did. In quiet rooms. In restaurants.On public benches beside the trash cans.And sometimes I walked with the painin my heart. Through aspen forests andthe shade of tight alleys. On crowded citystreets and on long dirt roads. And I dancedwith the pain in my heart—danced inthe kitchen and danced in the parkand danced with […]Rosemerry
- While Sitting Near a Lake in Chicago September 28, 2025Taio Cruz sings through the speakersabout lighting up this world like it’sdynamite and though I can smellsomeone grilling onions nearby and hearthe bright clink as waiters set plateson tables, I am also dancing with my boyin our living room fifteen years ago, Taioblasting through the speakers, our handsin the air as we sing, “We can […]Rosemerry
- One Other Version of Heaven September 27, 2025for my baby brother peaceful as any mountain meadow,this chance to walk a city blockwith sirens and screeching trainsand flashing lights and car alarmsand my arm tucked tightly into yoursRosemerry
- A Little Self-Talk September 26, 2025My god, woman,your feet. Thoseare the dirtiestheels I have everseen. Have youbeen mowingthe yard in flip flopsand walkingbarefoot in dirt?For days?Somethingabout it makesme so darnglad to bein your skin.Rosemerry
- Right Here September 25, 2025These autumn afternoonsI find myself in the gardenstanding amongst the flowers.Not deadheading. Not weeding.Not harvesting. Not scanningfor aphids. Just standing therea few moments, hands hangingempty at my sides. It lasts onlya minute or two before I returnto work with a clarity, an attunement,that felt impossible before.I want to plant an inner garden.One I visit without […]Rosemerry
- Placing Attention September 24, 2025Today it was so clear.It’s not all about the woundsbut the waking.I took my broken heart outsideinto the autumn air,inhaled the scent of dying grassand dying leaves and felt so aliveas the wind ravaged my untied hair.Outside, I closed my eyes and went in.In my ears, the roar of galvanized leaves.On my face, unclouded sun.And […]Rosemerry
- Sitting with My Husband at the Wedding September 23, 2025Watching the brideand her father walkthe long distancefrom the houseto the benchesin the grass,I don’t even tryto hide my tears,fat and warm,my whole being awareof how big it isto give one’s lifeto another,and with herevery step,my ownwedding comescloser untilit is mein a white dresson the armof my father,my husbandthe man at the endof the aisle,my […]Rosemerry
- At Last September 22, 2025after years of bowingat the altar of not-good-enough,I turn toward the restof the world and fall in lovewith what is hereRosemerry
- Writing into the Pain of the World September 21, 2025September 24, 2025 6-7 mountain timezoom, recordedsliding scale How do we live fully in the face of catastrophe? Last night I read this quote from Puerto Rican poet Aurora Levins Morales, and I thought, THAT. That is what I am hoping to do with this program: “The world is in great danger from runaway greed. The […]Rosemerry
- What No One Else Can See September 21, 2025Every day I fastenmy heart to yours.with invisible strings,strings so lightyou might almost forgetthey are thereuntil you start fallingfrom any edgelike disappointment,like betrayal, likeforgetting you belong.The strings don’tkeep you from falling—that’s just nothow it works.Nor could I evercontrol you with themlike some well-intentioned puppeteer.But feel that tug?It’s my heartreminding yourswe’re connected.And remember thosesimple phones we […]Rosemerry