Poets’ Corner: Rosemerry for Xmas, Part 2

23 Dec Poets’ Corner: Rosemerry for Xmas, Part 2

Creating holiday magic takes work – or in the case of Telluride’s favorite Wordwoman, Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer: words. Her marks on a page shine as brightly as any ornament on a sparkling Christmas tree. Find examples of Rosemerry’s magical musings below – or at Telluride’s favorite indie book emporium, Between the Covers.

On Christmas Eve

We sat in the pew
furthest back in the church.
My father would hum all the hymns

and I’d lean closer to him and hum along,
then lean toward my mother
and sing with her the words—

I swayed between them like a metronome,
humming, then singing, then
humming, then singing.

How giddy I was, grateful to be the girl
between them. I did not yet know how
difficult it was to be a parent.

I only knew how good it felt
to be loved, how safe I felt between them,
how delighted I was to find in myself

some part of each of them,
so delighted that even now,
over forty years later

and a thousand miles away,
I remember that night
and begin to sway.

AND:

One Persistence

beside the fireplace,
partially eaten cookies—
all of us wanting to believe