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Sound Bath

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on November 1, 2025| 12 Comments »


 
 
Even now, imagine, we could step through
one of the infinite doors of the moment
and find ourselves in another life—
repairing a net on the banks of a vast river
or herding cattle down a two-lane highway.
Standing in line a block from a soup kitchen
or guarding the entrance to the Forbidden City.
Instead, we are here in the lives we inhabit
But press your ear to the other doors. Hear
the traffic. The sobbing. A swelling of symphony.
Gunshot. Thunder of feet. The whimper of an infant.
The world enters us in waves, waves that seep
through the doors and we wade in them.
Wading, we come to know there is no way
to not be touched by every other life,
no matter how distant. If you put your ear
to the moment, sometimes you can hear
every other ear listening for what you will do next.

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One Not Just with the Ears

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , on October 13, 2025| 3 Comments »

teaching our voices
to kneel to each other—
such a genuine way to listen

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With the Stones of Our Stories

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on October 1, 2025| 8 Comments »


 
 
Every day a new atrocity.
Every day, the heart finds
a new way to ache.
Every day, our most scared
selves try to build a stone wall
around the heart, as if
to keep the ache away.
Every day our most sacred
selves dismantle the wall,
and use the same stones
to build bridges so we
might meet another
and hold them as they ache,
so the other might hold us, too.

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One Other Version of Heaven

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on September 27, 2025| 8 Comments »


for my baby brother
 
 
peaceful as any mountain meadow,
this chance to walk a city block
with sirens and screeching trains
and flashing lights and car alarms
and my arm tucked tightly into yours

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What No One Else Can See

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on September 20, 2025| Leave a Comment »


 
 
Every day I fasten
my heart to yours.
with invisible strings,
strings so light
you might almost forget
they are there
until you start falling
from any edge
like disappointment,
like betrayal, like
forgetting you belong.
The strings don’t
keep you from falling—
that’s just not
how it works.
Nor could I ever
control you with them
like some well-
intentioned puppeteer.
But feel that tug?
It’s my heart
reminding yours
we’re connected.
And remember those
simple phones we made
with string and two cups?
When you need me,
make of your heart
a cup. I will do the same.
I may not catch
all the words,
but I’ll feel them
with you, wherever
you are, I’ll
feel them.

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Bridge Impressions

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on August 24, 2025| 2 Comments »

 

 
Imagine if, instead of a wall,
we built a bridge between us,
a bridge made of every door
we ever locked, every carpet
we did not lay down for each other,
every fear that’s kept us
from saying hello.
I want to take the risk
to walk toward you
as through a sparkling sky
entranced by the scent
of greening all around—
want to pause with you
mid-bridge and notice how
it can be so beautiful,
this place between us.

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Fräulein

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on August 20, 2025| 4 Comments »

Just because it’s a song about a man leaving a woman
and realizing he still loves her doesn’t mean

it isn’t also a song about a mother and a daughter
singing their hearts out in a car, both of us

falling in love with what the human voice can do
and what a song can do when two people choose

to sing it together, over and over, until it becomes
our anthem, until it becomes the glue in something

larger than we are, something less about the words
and more about the transmission of love,

the shared moments in which we come together
to sing it, you on the melody with Tyler Childers,

me on the harmony with Colter Wall. And the more
we sing it, the more I’m in love not just with the song,

but with you, because no matter what the song is about,
it’s our song, and we choose to sing it again and again,

because joy, because the way two voices come together
as one, even out of tune, because, Fräulein, this song is ours.

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Call and Response

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on August 11, 2025| 2 Comments »


 for Cindy
 
Are you there? she said
as she came to my door.
I’m here, I said.
Are you there? she said.
I’m here, I said.
Come, she said,
and we walked to the field
where behind the ridge
the glow of the moon
had begun to appear.
We whispered as we waited
for the moon to rise,
whispered of dreams
and legacies, until, at last,
the fullness had rounded
into the sky,
and we said goodnight,
both of us knowing
we’d witnessed a miracle—
not the miracle of moonrise,
though that, too,
but the alchemy of two hearts
choosing to meet
the world together.

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After the Loss

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on August 6, 2025| 16 Comments »

It arrived as a tidal wave,
so much love from
so many people
all around the world.
Too much, too much,
I thought, until
I imagined just one
person not sending
love and then knew
with every cell 
that drowning in love
was the only way
to stay afloat.—Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer


*a personal note–
dear friends, we are a week from the fourth anniversary of my son’s death, and as I reach this milestone I can feel it approaching in my body–something in the color of the trees, the temperature at night, the slant of the light. My whole body remembers. And I remember, too, not only the horror but also the shock of the love. And so many of you were the ones who were there for me. I will forever remember how carried I was (still am) by your love. Thank you for the tidal wave. I do not know how I would have survived without it. May all who are grieving be carried by love through no effort of their own. 

*Also, I will be away from internet for the next few days. I will wait to release this week’s single from my new album Risking Love until I return, and friends, it is HAWT. I’ll be back with a bouquet of poems for you, plus the new video, on Sunday night. 

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The Chosen

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , on August 2, 2025| 3 Comments »


 
 
You hear how this one is dull, she said,
as she knocked on the melon.
I rapped the green skin and nodded.
Now, she said, try this one.
I knocked and heard the brightness.
Vibrant, she said. Vibrant, I agreed.
She picked it up and handed the melon
to me. This one, she said. Choose this one.
 
Tonight, I imagine some great hand
coming to knock on my chest, rapping
just above my heart, testing me
to see if I am one worth choosing.
I’m surprised by the prayer that arrives.
Choose us all, please, choose us all.

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