oh, essays.
Dec. 11th, 2005 11:59 pmOne essay down (well, except for editing a bit), one to go. Well, for this week. I'll have two more to write over the winter break.
I have to admit, though, in spite of my general hatred of essay-writing, it is nice to be writing about theatre and plays that facinate me instead of, y'know, stuff I don't really care about.
sechita/ goddess/ of love/ egypt/ 2nd millenium/ performin the rites/ the conjurin of men/ conjurin the spirit/ in natchez/ the mississippi spewed a heavy fume of barely movin waters/ sechita's legs slashed furiously thru the cracker nite/ & gold pieces hittin the makeshift stage/ her thighs/ they were aimin coins tween her thighs/ sechita/ egyptian/ goddess/ harmony/ kicked viciously thru the nite/ catchin stars tween her toes.
& this is for colored girls who have considered suicide/ but are movin to the ends of their own rainbows
--ntozake shange
I have to admit, though, in spite of my general hatred of essay-writing, it is nice to be writing about theatre and plays that facinate me instead of, y'know, stuff I don't really care about.
sechita/ goddess/ of love/ egypt/ 2nd millenium/ performin the rites/ the conjurin of men/ conjurin the spirit/ in natchez/ the mississippi spewed a heavy fume of barely movin waters/ sechita's legs slashed furiously thru the cracker nite/ & gold pieces hittin the makeshift stage/ her thighs/ they were aimin coins tween her thighs/ sechita/ egyptian/ goddess/ harmony/ kicked viciously thru the nite/ catchin stars tween her toes.
& this is for colored girls who have considered suicide/ but are movin to the ends of their own rainbows
--ntozake shange