Richard Blanco's 'One Today'

Richard Blanco's beautiful inaugural poem definitely falls into the category of things I meant to post here sooner, but...no time like the present.

Phenomenal Woman

Since our founder is a poet, I always like to have a few poetry-related posts during the month of April. This quote (and of course, the fabulous art!) caught my eye the other week. So hooray for National Poetry Month, and happy birthday today to phenomenal woman Maya Angelou!

Derek Walcott's 'Moon-Child'

Ann Kjellberg, editor of Little Star Journal, shared this lovely video of Derek reading the part of the Narrator in his Moon-Child (Ti Jean in Concert) with us. Moon-Child was performed at The American Academy in Rome last year, and features music by Ronald “Boo” Hinkson and André Tanker. Additional details about the event can be found in the original Little Star post.  

Try this at home

 

April is National Poetry Month, and the amazing folks at Brain Pickings (which I love -- check it out!) have been celebrating by posting book spine poems like this and this. So of course I had to see what some of my theatre books could do:

                                   Words at play
                                   Everything was possible:
                                   Crimes of the Heart, The Pillowman, Arcadia
                                   Inherit the Wind, U.S. Drag, Our Town
                                   Henry IV, Waiting for Godot, Jitney

                                   Divine fire, burning vision in their own words...wings!

By the way, today is Poem in Your Pocket Day! Fun!

'Forsythia'

How could I resist posting this? It's everywhere! [When I was an undergrad, my fellow actors and I had to act out this poem in our oral interpretation class. We were the best forsythia ever!] 

Read more about Mary Ellen Solt and concrete poetry.

Mud-luscious

Okay, okay, I know it's not a play or a playwright, but since our founder is a poet, can I just celebrate spring by posting this here? And, is there a better word than 'mud-luscious'?! If there is, tell me what it is. No, wait...don't.

[in Just-] 
by e. e. cummings

in Just-
spring          when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame balloonman

whistles          far          and wee

Derek Walcott on St. Lucia, Poetry, Rap, Race, September 11th, Caliban and more.

Carve out an hour to hear Boston Playwrights' Theatre's founder in conversation at U of T.    It's worth it, writers!

Teaching First-Time Playwrights

Yeah. That's Euripides. Another odd bird of three.

Yesterday I taught one of my favorite sessions of my Introduction to Creative Writing class here at BU.  We've spent much of the semester learning about and workshopping poetry and fiction, and now, in the last couple weeks, we move to Playwriting. 
But, unlike the transition from poetry to fiction, the students are figuring out how to use another medium - what ends up on the page is as important as ever, but incidental to the thing we ultimately refer to as "theatre."  It is a sister art of the two, and shares a lot -- economy, the power of the voice, image and music with poetry; it shares character, some structural components (conflict, plotting, climax), and Gardner's "vivid and continuous dream" with fiction. (That's from John Gardner's The Art of Fiction, a lovely cranky book young fiction writers should own!) But it remains the odd bird of the three. 

But the kind of writing a play requires is often so different from the other two, it can feel to the first-timer, comfortable working on the page, as if I'd asked them to show up for their painting class only to find ballet shoes instead of easels. 

Writing for movement; writing for any kind of performance is a sinewy request and begs the writer to imagine the world around the challenges the words present - every step of the way (pun intended).  How do we understand the dynamic between two characters without bumbling into dull expository dialogue?  How do we keep from over-writing when the language of the actors' bodies, or the movement of a prop, or even a lighting change tells us paragraphs of information?  And most importantly, how do you trick yourself into writing action by action the content and heart of an idea? 

You can't.  You CAN'T -  if you do it by yourself.  You need to put your script down and watch actors move and speak your lines.   You need to see the letter hidden in the plant to know if it makes sense there.    You need to see actors improvise the moments you can't get right.  You need to realize that the quick change doesn't work there, that the black out stops the action too much, that your character needs to change clothes before the next scene or it doesn't makes sense.  You need a director or a designer to help you step back from the play to see the bigger shape it makes. 

What makes it my favorite class of the year?  I hand silly props (a plastic duck, an odd bird) to writers who have worked hard in their dorm rooms all semester, pair them up, and ask them to write something in ten minutes. 

A: "Hold this."

B: "What is it?"

A: "Watch!"

B: "Will it hurt?"
 

A: "You'll see."  

The ballet shoes suddenly make sense.