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
- In These Dark Days January 29, 2026From what darkness in its centerdoes the amaryllis call forththe tall green stalk, the muscular bud,the voluptuous petals pealing backfrom the center like radiant red bells?What impossible sun shinesinside the rough-skinned bulbto generate such lushness,such extravagant beauty?I want to know it, to trust it,this bright immensity that pulses throughwhat is darkest in me, this life […]Rosemerry
- Listening for the Singing January 28, 2026Everything and everywhere is all here. It’s always been here.—Bunkong Tuon, “Year of the Snake” All the peace that has ever beenand will ever be is here now.Hard not to focuson the noose of injustice,which is, of course, always here, too.As it has always been.As it will always be.To praise the world is to praise it […]Rosemerry
- Fact Checking January 27, 2026When a gator is chasing you,he said, you run away,but zig zag. They can scent you,and they’re fast, but they aren’tagile enough to turn well. Andthis is how I might have becomea gator bite. His advice sounded good,and it was echoed by others I met,but fact is the best bet to survivea gator attack is […]Rosemerry
- In Broad Daylight January 26, 2026I take my rage to the river.A heron flies into the wind.I let myself be openedby the great gray wingsand the great gray skyand the great gray largeness of water,not to rid myself of ragebut to become a clearer channelto meet the chest-scouring,scab-clawing, cell-screaming,throat-burning fury of rageand remind my heart I canknow all this rage, […]Rosemerry
- One Inward January 25, 2026only when buffetedby the windstorm do I truly noticehow still I can beRosemerry
- With My Open Heart as Bait January 24, 2026What are you catching today?I asked the man on the pier.Nothin’, he said.What do you wish you were catching?I asked.Anything, he said.And could I be so brave?Could I throw out my lineto the ocean of the world,stand there at the edge,patient and still,and say to life, anything,anything at all, whatever you give me,I’ll reel it […]Rosemerry
- A Great Shining January 23, 2026inspired by Maya Stein’s 10-line poem form What if, in this moment, every person on earth thinks of someone who makes us feel cherished, known, safe? What if we let ourselves linger in this moment of connection? What might happen inside each body? What might happen in the world as in unison our breaths […]Rosemerry
- One Reflexive January 22, 2026the way the pupil knowsto widen in the darkin these darkening days, this heartRosemerry
- The Channeling January 21, 2026We might as well be divine. —Kate Horowitz, “i tell the ghost of carrie fisher the world is ending” We might as well be divine.As masked agents arrivewith guns, cursesand brutal disrespect,we might as well be divine.We might as well sing at the edgeof collapse, bring forth the kindof harmony that calls goosebumpsto arms and hot […]Rosemerry
- Late Night Flight January 20, 2026Expecting my daughter to come inlate, I slept lightly, attentiveto the slightest sound.Imagine my surprise when my son,dead four years, came into my roomand spoke soft in my earto let me know he was home.I hugged him so long. Wonderedaloud why I hadn’t been expecting him.Let him know his sister hadtaken over their old room. […]Rosemerry