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Big Lesson

Today it feels so simple:
we are here to take care of each other.
How could we ever forget?
As if soil could forget 
it is here to feed the trees.
As if trees could forget
they are here to feed the soil.
How could anything
ever get in the way of generosity?
How could we ever greet each other
with any words besides,
How can I help you?
As if light could forget
it is here to help illuminate.
As if dark could forget
it is here to help us heal.

 

This poem is from A Hundred Falling Veils. It is reproduced here with permission.

Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer lives on the banks of the wild San Miguel River in southwest Colorado with her husband and daughter. She co-hosts Emerging Form (a podcast on creative process), Secret Agents of Change (a surreptitious kindness cabal) and Soul Writer’s Circle. Her poetry has appeared on A Prairie Home Companion, PBS News Hour, O Magazine, American Life in Poetry, on Carnegie Hall stage, and on river rocks she leaves around town. Her collection Hush won the Halcyon Prize. Naked for Tea was a finalist for the Able Muse Book Award. She believes in practice, and since 2006, she’s written a poem a day. These can be read on her blog, A Hundred Falling Veils. Her daily audio series, The Poetic Path, can be found on the Ritual app on your phone. Her new book for writers, Exploring Poetry of Presence II: Prompts to deepen your writing practice is available the first week of May, 2023. And her most recent poetry collection, All the Honey, comes out April 18.
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