Hummming into Spring

In the mailbox this first day of April named after a Satyr . . . which seems appropriate for an “April Fool”.

As April is Poetry Month, I'll be sharing some of my own and some of my faves each day.

Introducing Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer. Check out her TED presentation.

There are moments when chaos coalesces into a synchronized, relational pattern of an utterly unpredictable assemblage of differing entities. This is the birth of an emergent system without pretense or planning. Ex: the murmurations of starlings, fish schooling, tornadoes, fractal patterns in snowflakes, the ongoing integration of Yin and Yang … and Dyonisus. We need individuated “emergent” escape routes from the patriarchal mindset we've each lived with — a new cultural legacy.

— after Sophie Strand. Check out her poem “I will not be purified” in a performance with Amanda Palmer.

Compared to many,

reared gentled,

still

finding things

to complain about.

The repetitiousness of life is not really repetition. It is composed of constant happenings, situations constantly evolving, all the time. That is the path. – Chögyam Trungpa

. . .thank you for the humming

that rises out of the morning as if mornings

are simply reasons to hum. – Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer