Poems from the Bend in the River
by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
So I Listened to the San Miguel River All Month Long
Elegy for the Goslings Who Didn’t Die
The Familiar Pond
In the Unruly Field Beyond the Lawn
While Trying to Fit in a Hike Before Arriving on Time to My Meeting
No One Gives Bindweed
The Mudslide Reminds Me
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