As my regular readers will know I was the Tweeter in residence for the latest TraVerses evening at the Traverse Theater, which took place on Monday. Yet again TraVerses proved itself to be a vibrant night with an eclectic mixture of acts, and there is a real feeling of the vitality that is created when people collaborate across art forms, and the audience of perhaps 50 or 60 proves that there is an interest and that poetry is very much alive in Edinburgh.
I was tweeting what was happening on stage live all night, and also creating a Twitter poem. For the Twitter poem the audience on the night were given paper and pens, so they could add their own tweets to the poem, while others, who were not able to make it tweeted in lines. I am afraid that I didn’t get everyone’s name, so can’t thank you all personally here, but you do have my thanks for taking part. The first line, was taken from the first line of the first poem by Trio Verso‘s who were the first performers.
TraVerses Twitter Poem
The wind holds you up
only as long as you can stand it.
Iorn. Gold. Felt. Fat. Breeze. Frost. Chill. Ice
Running against the standing force,
but the wall will hold you so long as it stands.
Emily melting those things again,
useless lumps that bubble blue
and red, eventually becoming not very useful,
but a full poet is pretty validity.
perusing air whipped like ice cream,
thinking wind will keep you warm
while my arms hang cold,
my kiss to vanilla.
Even the wind gets a better offer
and secretly withdraws
its sexual grip and loving attention
to your bones, everything ends. Ever.