Sing The World Because The World Might Just End
by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
(editor's note: Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer will be reading her poetry Saturday, December 19 from 5:00-7:00 pm, at Between the Covers in Telluride. Rob Story will also be reading. By the way, take the time to check out Rosemerry's website. Don't miss "Finn the Narator.")
and so I sing along with every song—
the river’s drum, the refrigerator whirr,
black hum of the highway, murmur
of dry grass, the rumors of fire, mumble
of hunger in the cavernous belly
and all those silvery sighs of the stars—
and if the world did end I would leave it
with a song on my lips, with your song
still riding the stirrup of my middle ear,
and with the sky’s vast language still spiraling
in my lungs, my blood, my grateful dust.
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