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25 Wednesday May 2016

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From Days of Mercury

 

prelude in transit

~”wordless darkness that underlies all verbal truth~Perhaps something only music could suggest”   -Timebends  by Arthur Miller

 

spiraling dissonance
dragged out of the ice basilica

Sutured behind a wing
vanished into sky

escaping through hands
Unwritten unspoken

swallowing the illusion
mourned to infinity

retold through time
vanquished eye
Secret away
witness from afar

catapulted yet saved in the steeled notes

banished from consciousness
but not lost finally
in the
precision of this music
conjured from the lines
Of  profane air

blessed  godless rune

sacred to itself

foretold by the wings of mercury

a prelude in transit
Riveted to his track
pulverized
then returned

this night

where these souls and eyes

dance again

 

 

Stage

11 Wednesday May 2016

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Inis Nua Theatre Company

The Radicalisation of Bradley Manning
by Tim Price
directed by Tom Reing

The Proscenium Theatre at The Drake through May 155 Inis Nua - The Radicalisation of Bradley Manning - Photo by Kory Aversa(photo Kory Aversa)

Private Chelsea Manning is a transgender woman serving a 35 year sentence at Leavenworth Prison for leaking classified military secrets to WikiLeaks in 2010 when she was then army tech specialist Bradley Manning serving in the Iraq War. In the eyes of the military, she is a condemned traitor, but for others who champion whistle blowers, including Sweden’s 2014 nominating Nobel Peace Prize Committee, she is a hero.

The Radicalisation of Bradley Manning, a bold 2013 play by Welsh playwright Tim Price is in its US premiere by Inis Nua Theater Company in Philadelphia. Inis director Tom Reing orchestrating a visually compelling production at the Drake Theater and directing a uniformly fine ensemble cast. Price’s visceral, sometimes surreal theatrical account of the key events leading up to Manning’s imprisonment, is more impressive as an incisive character study to investigate what made Manning a born rebel with a cause.

Price intriguingly depicts the psychological journey of Manning, without coming to any quick answers and this device proves powerfully eloquent with this cast, all playing multiple roles, including each portraying Manning at different times. The cast- Trevor Fayle, David Glover, Campbell O’Hare, David Pica, Isa St. Clair and Johnny Smith- each bringing out different aspects of Manning’s character. There is a lot of stage business and physical demands as the actors play soldiers, officers, lovers, family members and a formidable theatrical boot camp. David Glover, for instance, is a nail-hard drill sergeant and minutes later equally believable a scene later as Manning going through a humiliating interrogation.

It opens with Bradley being dressed and undressed, literally and figuratively, by his platoon mates while they hurl a torrent of accusations and slurs about Manning exposed the realities of atrocities and raw war footage; data that was data is cited by some as being a catalyst for anti-American sentiments in the Mideast.
The play bounces back and forth in time, jarringly at times, to the year Manning spent in a Welsh high school. Johnny Smith conveys so much of Manning’s inner turmoil in these scenes and Isa St. Clair is great as the outwardly sympathetic Welsh schoolteacher who nonetheless tries to force Manning to rat out other students for their classroom antics.

In his early 20s, Manning is now stateside trying to get into MIT, while working dead-end jobs. He begs his disdainful father to pay his tuition and his father orders him to join the army to get a free education. Manning signs up and is targeted as the weakest link in boot camp and is continually singled out for rough treatment as a perceived gay soldier under the military’s DADT policies. He even joins protests of Prop 8 in California where he meets a grad student and they fall in love.

Manning was targeted and harassed under the military’s draconian DADT policies, except when his expertise in the field was needed. He was forced to pretend his boyfriend in the states was a woman to his officers and comrades. Trevor Fayle and David Pica has instant chemistry in Price’s economic scenes that establish their relationship and how its emotional reality inspires Manning’s convictions.

But the pressures of military life and his delayed career plans continue to weigh on him. He starts rebelling in the military and protest being bullied by fellow soldiers and has a reputation for being difficult and acting out inappropriately, including charges of striking a female officer.

Expected to be dishonorably discharged, his programming skills are deemed too valuable as the wars in the Iraq spirals out of control. He works in intelligence gathering and has clearance in the repository of raw Intel, electronic and video of massive atrocities and questionable missions and cover-ups. Manning turns whistle-blower and releases thousands of pages of documents on the internet, is incarcerated, put on suicide watch and, in Price’s narrative, subject to psychological torture by the military.

Some of Price’s jarring narrative structure, especially the high school scenes border on redundant. Meanwhile, Reing’s physical theater elements, with fight direction by Glover, are consistently inventive. A droning scene of mental torture that keeps hitting the same blunt note is contrasted with an inspired breakout dance denouement to GaGa’s LGBTQ anthem Born This Way.
Gritty set designs by Meghan Jones in tandem with precision video projections (Janelle Kaufmann), sound (Zack McKenna) and lighting design (Shon Causer) all well orchestrated elements. The disturbing sights and sounds of war, admirably, more thought provoking than facilitating mere flashy effects.

Delphinium a gay garden May 2000 (revisited)

07 Saturday May 2016

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Delphinium ~ a gay garden, revisited
May 2000

‘Till the shadows
on his past
In a separate garden.

Except that we were
laughing
they too
were full silhouettes

in bloom

& not to bother

to intrude on mindless
heads thrown back for
That late brunch
sun mocking itself
meanwhile
a frond noir
Tricking the eye into
Thinking that it is

reseeing a day of youth
the shade of shadows
in shadows
we don’t really remember
even 20 years ago before

the last fall
When everyone was
subsumed
vortex
justanothermonster
million-rooted blood hydra
just another monster
to be melted

who were we but
all of us

to be still here

on this day buried
behind black purple
Siberian irises
splashed with cheap mimosas
or aubergine

sweated morning glories
all flora

staying out for a long
nevermore luxuriant

Lurching
fox gloves
slap each

other with tired lilies
forgetting a century
of black Pagliaci tears)

Spilled over lips
With winds swirls
making us blink vs
red or violet afterburns
to champagne
pink fade
blades
running
once,
leaves of grass
swat and sway
all afternoon
Trying to dance against
the lazy chorus of chive hammers
the entrada of
blurviolet organza
brushing by
Spiked feathers
Tripped over bowl of clover
Whispered over
villainous amaryllis

accidental
camaraderie
loitering
With such beautiful intent

Snapdragons in
snarky venereal poses
Under arc of skid row
rails repopulated with lilac clematis
(ear-ringed, dreadlocked)
And Camille

ignores

enough to
Descend.
On neon Medusa

granite dragon
ignored
unbloomed with doubt
certain of the galaxy
chrysanthemum
if it survives
Root map of the ants
cotillion next door to
The red speck-flies
Amok on mauve silk belles
willow

spiraled in
gnarled beauty
because of the early heat
and forget-me-nots
lost on other endless afternoons
the amber showdown
vaporized our outfits
reassemble from last
night
unforced bloomed
in the twilight

of blue roses
we’ve never

knew the worse

The lovers gone
Friends silenced
out of the
heroic sea
of unwanted souls
What we
were once
& need to be again
Will always be

kept like the
Ghosts of the gardens at Versailles.
Those forgotten blooms
still lost in someone else’s time

no we did not
remember promises not to
fall in love
Have sex
Not to cheat on our lovers
Or press leaves between
The pages of the pact that
We are finally
loving witness for each other
that is our sanctified root
the perpetual motion

on this last day

So the light changed
there is laughter
same larkspur
flying out of Troy
To drown out
cry for the next rain
soaring in this
dank metropolis
so supple
so fetid sometimes
she soars
in the field of
Delphinium

So instead do not
turn our back
On the blinded warriors
going back in
to say goodbye
unforeshadowed

Queens of the Garden

(For Jack & those beautiful men gathered

May 2000)

 

 

annual revisit & some replanting to Delphinium, A Gay Garden

from Gyroscopes

03 Tuesday May 2016

Posted by alternatetakes2 in Elements, LJW poetry, Uncategorized

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From Gyroscopes  (appendix)

The NYTimes 4.25.2016 reports that

……………..half of which includes “candidate phyla radiation” that are still waiting to be discovered. Humans are in the bottom branch of eukaryotes…

 

Eukaryotes the gods

so underoversidewaysdown

 

 smashing neologic

mirrors obliterata

recited on the bottom of the ocean

Not a glimpse or                                        word will be revealed 

vaporized on our way

So the creatures stay under

don’t acknowledge heavens

fly unsidedownoveroverover

visera oceanic

There is a clue that

A million blood tongue hydra sleeps

For now gurgles conceals 

metagallatic

In a cell

& Spica bacillica   

cosmic ice 

 a vanquished hole

chains devolved 

unvoided              reheard            quantum swallowed

fucking     unvoided

ibidibidibid

 vaulted from the Blacksea

until  until until

the infinite if

or Igor unleashes Le Sacre du Printemps

or Cocteau smokes enough for Beauty and the Beast

& Isadora crashes  through the trees in the Urals

to smacks into Vaslav midair

& Monk’s releases chromatic infinity

or Chet Plays the Mercury L

after night falls

Renaldo escapes and writes in water for all  Atlantis 

evidence of things not seen

making  the safe path for the pagans to return

All poems by Lewis Whittington unless otherwise noted

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