AugustWilson.net
[Someone identified only as "KL" sent this to me one day. I thank them for it. MJD]
A Poetic Tribute to August Wilson
Background: “At Last” by Etta James
With a pen…
imagination reflects the history along
Center and Kirk Aves
where we hustle…
they were playing the dozens against the winners
and losers singing the blues in Pittsburgh
August Wilson… he use to hum on paper as he
sat on corners coloring the converted, convicted and conceived
characters congregating throughout this nightlife diamonds…
or the day-death workers who dream to become
the dreams we all bleed…
Reality is a dream indeed
All we need is smiles and laughter
and he laughed at the urban tales we tell of the Hill
These were Black Horizons
and August sat along the shore. But only in his mind cause
he had places to go…
a jitney to catch… a story to tell…
Told it so well, now
August in April replaces rain showers
with theatrical poems and rhythms of Pittsburgh patterns
built off of blues sung by saints and sinners swallowed by the same sorrows… or celebrations…
The poetic perception of his society was perceived as a performance…
first scene was set when the sun went dim
and the light was replaced with lights along the street
and you…
You could be the star of his show…
August was in the audience of reality
because in the beginning
was a writer, a director, and life
But his award… was to tell his story his way
with a pen…
to make imagination reflect history
along Center and Kirk Ave!
You all ready for a ride? An August Wilson ride?
Then, he could write… forever!
©2005innertainment Live!
Performed for "August in April" for Mark Southers at The New Penn Theater
written by KL, Director of innertainment Live
performed by KL & Pittsburgh Poet Laureate, Ashley L. Cole
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