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
- One in the Garden August 18, 2026so soon the pink dahlia petalsbegin to shrivel and dry,and look at these hands that cut away what is dead,they, too, are dahliaRosemerry
- Memento Mori While Watching the String Quartet August 17, 2026The way the cellist smiled at the first violinist,that is the way I want to smile when I die, a joyful smile that says, “I am all in on this song;and here, let me now toss the melody to you.”Rosemerry
- The Future Writes to Rosemerry August 16, 2026I know I like to keep my secrets close. It’s who I am. That doesn’t mean I don’t love you. Doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate it when you plant larkspur and roses, lavender bushes and apricot trees, as if you believe in investing in a world years from now. Of course, I appreciate the way you call your congressmento tell […]Rosemerry
- Because Today Vulnerable Feels Alive August 15, 2026It felt so good to walk in the rain, to walk in the rain and not put on the raincoat I’d carried for over ten miles, to not put on the raincoat and let the rain soak into my sleeves, my shoes, my thoughts, my words, let rain soak in and realize with each squishy step each soggy word what a gift it is to notalways […]Rosemerry
- Five Years Ago August 14, 2026Everyone else has gone to bed. A boy and his mother sit at the table in the housethey are renting for a few more days. They are familiarthe way my eyes are familiar. He sees a large cockroach climbing the wall, and when his mom squeals, he gets up, grabs it, throws it to the ground with youthful efficiency, then smiles at his mother, a […]Rosemerry
- A Surprising Wholeness August 13, 2026Cool rain is falling through sunshine todayand the canyon’s red walls are radiantwith the contradiction. The worldsmells of dry earth mixing with sky,a rich and generative perfumethat weaves into all that grows.Witnessing the beauty of this day,equal parts clear and stormy, this is how a person might come to trustthe acute aliveness we feel when we dance […]Rosemerry
- In the Noticing August 12, 2026Quiet as a rabbitnibbling on grass, obvious as a flickerknocking on a tree, surprising as a white featherlanding on my tights,again and again, you appear, or more truly, again and again,I see what has always been here—you in everything, your absence throbbing with life.Rosemerry
- Coming Soon!! August 11, 2026It’s almost here! On September 8, my newest book will be released! You can join me for a pre-release party hosted on zoom by Kayleen Asbo on Saturday, August 29, 6-7:30 p.m. mountain time. Donations accepted. Recorded. You can pre-order the book from my local bookstore, Between the Covers, and I will personalize it for you (there’s a comments […]Rosemerry
- A Gathering of Strangers in the High San Juans August 11, 2026When we met,we had no ideahow we all, likethis land, carry inside us the memory of volcanoand glacier.How easily wecan be fooled by the presentlandscape, calm and serene.Just becausethere are spruce here now and gentle streamsdoesn’t mean there wasn’t oncea violent explosionof fire and ash, a long and cold scraping of ice. Here in the aftermathof upheaval,in this ongoing storyof transformation,I see how our hearts have been […]Rosemerry
- Nyctinasty August 10, 2026By night, the mountain gentiancloses the dark purple vase of its petals,tightening around its most vulnerable parts,protecting its nectar from cold night air,from heavy dew. Everything is at stake. Oh woman who longs to stay open, to ever unfold, to widen your armsin an ever expansive reach, what do you have to learn from the wisdom of wildflower, from the […]Rosemerry