Free Homing Rally for Tressing Motions
Last night we celebrated the launch of Imane Boukaila’s gorgeous debut collection, Tressing Motions at the Edge of Mistakes. Please support Imane and Multiverse by ordering several copies!
After a brilliant braided performance of the book by four poets, Imane led everyone (audience included) in a “free homing rally” of collaborative writing. In just seven minutes, this is the poem that was improvisationally tressed in the Zoom chat:
Free Homing Rally for Tressing Motions
Trouting timing trials streams
Trouting timing trials streams
Trouting timing trials streams
Rocking fin
it would be that
Trout music, trout rock
Sweet seeping minds omnivoraciously opal
Still still still dreaming
baiting me I will bite:
what color is the tressing?
roaming
sitting on a rock
midway OMG
O o o seeping birding
Eternity midway again
Rocking braided iridescence
foaming
Mid trips listening mid-
bashing
breaching
slipping
Humming still still still still then
splashing
Glass trout rock
(birding hum)
Trailing time tressing stress momentous
cold color colder, still
trout tilt time
Glass trout rock
Birding him
Silt tressing light to indigo humming
bird
singing that song you love:
“The Monks Washing Their Robes”
Glass traps lost in trouts’ mouths
streaming, streaming, streaming
and it touches me deeply
wired washing machines
humming humming humming
Trout fish tongues
tasteful minds thinking ticklish thoughts
A school of monkeys
Light sounds lift touches suddenly at a distance
massive masses moving away seamlessly, almost
instantly: or or or
wind moved through us like a school
sound ro sounding light
tails spinning clock hands
Tilt time trout
schooling fishing always wishing
about and around me
Timing trials will they ever stream what that felt like?
it would be that
Tilt glass time
streams from and within me
it was time
when the back felt that
timing trouts trialing streams trilling thoughts
rainbow trout, splash-tilting trout
leaking the site
Light glass rock
Fast past stressing stratified mad blasts
rainbow seeking the light
Timing trouting trials streams
back to the crooked earth
Tilt glass rock
down to the crooked water
when the gills tilted me utterly
washing motions streaming beaming meaning
trouting and strouting stresses answer wake up
it would be that
Time tilts ticks stills
color and light inside time
streaming
tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow
tilt of time to trouting trials timing streams
darting rhythmically around through the rocks
at my window
til there was only flooded moods
it would be that
tiltiing time, till-o-clock, something new
Shook
it would be that
And tomorrow usually uncovering
Tilt glass shock
that which could doubt doubting
Feet streaming our trails
spilled the minute where it is
trueing
hour hour honoring
Tip tip toed to the tempo
hip hip hopping
Moon and kale and no clock
Tilt time up
repeating, timing
scales rainbow the air
the time turns clack
hard hour on rock
Trout scales rock
Light scales clock