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A Gift from an Amazing Couple–Think Radio

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , on December 26, 2018| Leave a Comment »

Searching for good news? Enter Think Radio–a really cool endeavor hosted by Alan Wartes and Issa Forrest–in which they feature 30 minute interviews in episodes of Think People, Think Planet and Think Business. The videocast/podcasts are all focused on how to make a positive change in your life, in the world. My interview came out today–the art of changing your life by choosing your metaphors–all about language, frames, the brain, vulnerability and poetry. I’ve been listening to other interviews, too–Alan Wartes is an amazing host. Worth subscribing!

Think Radio featuring Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

 

 

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One Vulnerable

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on October 10, 2018| Leave a Comment »

 

 

 

tossing my gloves

to pull carrots with naked hands—

this, how I long to speak with you

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One Impasse

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on September 12, 2018| Leave a Comment »

 

 

 

 

pulling on my mask

as my nom de plume

unbuttons her blouse again

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Riding My Bike Up to Sanborn Park

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on September 2, 2018| 2 Comments »

 

 

 

Standing beneath the pinion tree

I am almost dry, while all around me

 

the rain almost attacks the road.

I lean my head against its shagging bark

 

and watch the world transform from dust

to shine. Thunder rends the darkened sky.

 

I knew when I began the ride

the rain was impatient.

 

I knew it would be no gentle shower.

How odd to trick myself into being

 

caught in a storm. How often I choose the gale.

Small bits of bark tear off in the wind,

 

fall to the cactus, the dirt. Eventually,

I am no longer content to watch

 

and pull my bike into the rain. Wasn’t

this what I wanted somehow, to be

 

unguarded, exposed, out? Within a minute

my clothes stick to my skin, and I shiver,

 

in part from the chill, in part because

I, too, have become a shining thing.

 

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One Heat-Seeking Vulnerability

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on August 27, 2017| Leave a Comment »

(title is a quote from Amy Irvine McHarg)

 

 

here kitty, kitty,

she says, crooking her finger,

her mouse heart leaping against her chest

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Just Playing Around, this time with the link

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on January 31, 2016| 3 Comments »

Hi friends,

Yesterday my good friend Kyra Kopestonsky came over to play cello … she has a grant application due so we were making videos of collaborative pieces we’ve performed together before. What a great way to spend a morning hour, reciting poems and making music. It’s a little echo-y, but here’s a playful version of “Post Script”. I love the way the cello underlines all the fragility–proof somehow that through resonance we can support each other in our most vulnerable places. Good luck, Kyra, getting that residency!

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Vulnerability

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on September 20, 2015| 2 Comments »

She sports it

like a skimpy t-shirt,

but underneath

she wears a vest,

bullet proof.

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Quick, Before I Lose My Courage

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on August 10, 2015| Leave a Comment »

Too long I have dared to not dare,

love. Here, here is my whole heart,

and here is the fence I built

around it and here is the match

to burn the fence and while we are at it,

the doors, too, and the walls

and the weathervane.

I have no idea what comes next.

Fabulous.

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Get the Weather Right

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on May 17, 2015| 2 Comments »

They are still tight,
the buds on the chives.
They are wise not to open.
After a brief spring
it is winter again.
Days of white, nights of white,
thick snow and heavy sky.

Last week, when the birds
were singing, I opened.
I didn’t think of it then
as a vulnerable thing to do.
It seemed so dependable,
the sunshine of you.

I should have taken a hint
from the iris still folded
deep in their green envelopes.
Oh damn this lilac heart,
how it rushes to bloom.
The forecast is for winter all spring.

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But For Now, More Beautiful than I Could Believe

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on March 28, 2015| 2 Comments »

Apricots on Tannin Road

anytime it might freeze—
still, they open wild inside me
apricot blossoms

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