One Earth Sangha

For When People Ask


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I want a word that means
   okay and not okay,
 	a word that means
devastated and stunned with joy.
   I want the word that says
 	I feel it all all at once.
The heart is not like a songbird
   singing only one note at a time,
 	more like a Tuvan throat singer
able to sing both a drone
   and simultaneously
 	two or three harmonics high above it—
a sound, the Tuvans say,
   that gives the impression
 	of wind swirling among rocks.
The heart understands the swirl,
   how the churning of opposite feelings
 	weaves through us like an insistent breeze
leads us wordlessly deeper into ourselves,
   blesses us with paradox
 	so we might walk more openly
into this world so rife with devastation,
   this world so ripe with joy.

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

Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer co-hosts Emerging Form podcast on creative process, Secret Agents of Change (a surreptitious kindness cabal) and Soul Writers Circle. Her poetry has appeared on A Prairie Home Companion, PBS News Hour, O Magazine,, American Life in Poetry, Carnegie Hall stage, and her daily poetry blog, A Hundred Falling Veils. Her most recent collection, Hush, won the Halcyon Prize. Naked for Tea was a finalist for the Able Muse Book Award, and her poems are included in the acclaimed anthologies Poetry of Presence, How to Love the World and The Path to Kindness. She served as San Miguel County’s first poet laureate, was appointed Western Slope Poet Laureate (2015-2017), and she teaches poetry for parents, scientists, mindfulness retreats and kindergarteners. One-word mantra: Adjust.
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