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
- Oh the News November 9, 2025Every day a new wound,some new hurt I couldnot have prepared forthat wallops me. Everyday I wonder, how longcan it go on like this?Every day, it goes on.How does it go on?It festers. It chafes.I ask the grass in the field,the algae in the river,the lichen on the rock.It goes on, they say.It’s never the […]Rosemerry
- Strange November 8, 2025So darn ugly, the quince,pockmarked and shriveling,lumpy and mottled,sloughing their thin gray fuzz,but from across the room,I smell them, intensely sweet,exotic and milky, rose-like,honeyed, apple-ish.They’re like a bowl of painfulmemories I’d rather not look atand yet find myself nose-deepin them by choice, astonishedat how complex it all is.Ache. Beauty. Repulsion.Desire. What most moves usis seldom […]Rosemerry
- The Season November 7, 2025Rather not to lift this rotting pumpkin,its cavern a fuzzy quilt of black, greenand white circles, intricate thread-likefilaments, a moldering world I glimpsethrough the sagging holes of the eyesand the gap where the toothy smilehas curled in on itself. Such disgustingdeliquescence, this clear puddle beneath it.Of course, the hands would resist to touch it,and yet, […]Rosemerry
- How He Loved to Fish November 6, 2025Dad could barely walk,but put a rod in his handand pass him a bag fullof tackle and baitand that man could traverseover mountains or swampsto get to the placewhere the bite was on.I remember him reekingof fish, his thick handscovered in slime,his smile wide as a riveris long. He was chatty,then, giggling each timehe’d feel […]Rosemerry
- Fourteen Years Later I Remember November 5, 2025that morning in the Cajun restaurantwhen the kids and I sat in the corner at a smallsquare table and after placing our breakfast order,we arrived in Tashbaan at the home of the Tisroc, following Shasta who had escaped being soldas a slave. The waiter brought us eggsand roasted potatoes tossed with thin slicesof softened red pepper […]Rosemerry
- Snapdragons in Autumn November 4, 2025They no longer bloom,but the snapdragons bringan extravagance of dark greento the garden otherwise bare.I almost missed this pleasure,poised as I was to rip themfrom the soil when frost tookall the flowers. But thereis something past bloomin me that thrills nowto see them there, growingfor the sake of growing,tall and fully leafed out. Growwhile you […]Rosemerry
- Oh, Thank You November 3, 2025My wonder has a hill in it,grassy and steep, and a skyso blue it feels as if I must haveimagined it. There are gravestonesthere, some so old and coveredwith orange lichen I can’t read the dates,and other stones engraved with namesof people I love. My wonder has in itthe scent of fallen leaves and the […]Rosemerry
- After Feeling Stuck for So Long November 2, 2025If Hawaii can move closer to Alaska every year,and it does, those sunny beaches drifting closerto aqua blue glaciers, then perhaps, I, too, can movecloser to you in my thoughts, though the gapbetween us seems wider than the vast Pacific.At a rate of 7.5 centimeters a year, there’s littlechance of my black sand and your […]Rosemerry
- Sound Bath November 1, 2025Even now, imagine, we could step throughone of the infinite doors of the momentand find ourselves in another life—repairing a net on the banks of a vast riveror herding cattle down a two-lane highway.Standing in line a block from a soup kitchenor guarding the entrance to the Forbidden City.Instead, we are here in the lives […]Rosemerry
- Right Here October 31, 2025Not easy to hear the soft chant of my breathwith the rumble of river nearby.Even the low water hymn of late autumnis loud enough to cover the small,familiar song of inhale and exhale.Further out is the sharp thwack of hammerhead meeting nail. Another nail. Another.An elated whoop from the man with the hammer.And further out, […]Rosemerry