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August Wilson - 'Poem for my grandfather'

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  • Опубліковано 15 січ 2010
  • The late August Wilson at the Crawford Grill in Pittsburgh 1991

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  • @VScriptedVizionairy
    @VScriptedVizionairy 8 років тому +7

    Incredible presence and voice. Amazing combination of words. We need a reincarnation....

  • @merryjones883
    @merryjones883 5 років тому +1

    I memorized this poem.. I love August Wilson and his life story!

  • @margaretmcklem4393
    @margaretmcklem4393 6 років тому +13

    His chest stripped open to reveal a raven, huge with sharp talons,
    a song stuck in his throat and beneath the feathers, beneath the shudder and rage,
    the pages of a book closed and the raven took flight. Bynum Cutler.
    Savage, mule trainer, singer, shaper of wood and iron.
    Bynum Cutler, who spread his seed over the nine counties in North Carolina,
    seed carried in the wind, by the wind in the sails of ships
    and planted among the cane break, among Georgia pine,
    among boles of cotton planted in the fertile fields of women who snapped open like fresh berries,
    like cities in full season welcoming its architects and ennobling them with gifts of blood.

    • @RaymondMaxwell
      @RaymondMaxwell 6 років тому

      Thanks for the transcription!

    • @galileoshift8330
      @galileoshift8330 3 роки тому

      Thank you for writing it out here
      Heart Shattering poetry by August Wilson

    • @RaymondMaxwell
      @RaymondMaxwell Рік тому

      Played with the line breaks to make it a sonnet/elegy.
      His chest stripped open to reveal a raven,

      huge with sharp talons, a song stuck in his throat

      and beneath the feathers, beneath the shudder and rage,

      the pages of a book closed and the raven took flight.
      Bynum Cutler. Savage, mule trainer, singer,

      shaper of wood and iron. Bynum Cutler,

      who spread his seed over the nine counties
      
in North Carolina, seed carried by the wind
      in the sails of ships and planted among the cane break,
      among Georgia pine, among bales of cotton
      planted in the fertile fields of women

      who snapped open like fresh berries,
      like cities in full season welcoming its architects
      and ennobling them with gifts of blood.

  • @VScriptedVizionairy
    @VScriptedVizionairy 8 років тому +1

    Please upload more..... Please!!

  • @tacsavory
    @tacsavory 8 років тому

    Amazing talent

  • @jnyc8457
    @jnyc8457 3 роки тому +2

    What program was this clip taken from?

  • @elcomo24
    @elcomo24 12 років тому +1

    MrBurley46,
    I am currently working on a project at the University of Pittsburgh on August's poetry. I was wondering how you might have come across this video, or if there is any more?

    • @RaymondMaxwell
      @RaymondMaxwell 6 років тому +1

      Would love to access your study! IS it available?

  • @JediLiz
    @JediLiz 13 років тому

    Is it cut off at the end? It seems like he is interrupted.

  • @natashalowery3224
    @natashalowery3224 2 роки тому

    Where did this come from?