Filling in the Bubble on the Ballot (Poem by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer)
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Filling in the Bubble on the Ballot
I imagine the small oval
is the center of a flower
that I link through black ink
to the life of my daughter
and her daughter and her daughter
and their bodies and their voices,
and their choices and their power;
it’s a pool I fill with hope,
it’s a note in a rising tune,
a pupil widening in the dark,
a moon that I make new.
by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
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Thank you for this Polly. I hope you don’t mind if I share it.
Karen
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