A chorus of poetry loveres tweeted this poem

17 Dec

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.

 

Storm Chaser,

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.

Advertisements

4 Responses to “A chorus of poetry loveres tweeted this poem”

  1. maryfclark December 17, 2010 at 8:30 pm #

    HMmmmmmm. I like the idea of the wind getting a better offer! An interesting poetical idea/wording.

    • alumpinthethroat December 17, 2010 at 9:17 pm #

      Yeah – I quite like personifying things that are very intangible such as wind. It makes me wonder what a good offer for wind would be?

      • Titus December 17, 2010 at 9:48 pm #

        Low pressure or no pressure! It’s where the wind has to go…

        Rats, so sorry I missed the night. And I don’t tweet.
        But great job on the poem.

  2. alumpinthethroat December 18, 2010 at 8:14 am #

    Thanks JoAnne, It was really good, but I can’t take all the credit for the poem, it’s only as good as the lines the audience gave me. I think there will be some more in the future, and I hope we can always have a twitter installation there. It’s a nice way of getting the audience involved in the night.

    As for the low pressure high pressure thing, I’m just thinking, perhapses the wind was in a high pressure relationship and needed to leave for a more low pressure relationship – hence, a better offer.

    I can feel another poem coming on.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s