Difference between revisions of "Jonathan Ned Katz: "Comrades and Lovers," Act I"
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| − | ::ACT I | + | :::ACT I, SCENE 1 |
| − | ::LIGHTS OFF; WHITMAN'S FIRST WORDS ARE HEARD IN THE DARK. | + | :::LIGHTS OFF; WHITMAN'S FIRST WORDS ARE HEARD IN THE DARK. |
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| − | ::LIGHTS ON, NIGHT. | + | :::LIGHTS ON, NIGHT. |
| − | ::SCENE TITLE, PROJECTED OR WRITTEN ON PLACARD: | + | :::SCENE TITLE, PROJECTED OR WRITTEN ON PLACARD: |
| − | ::1 Walt Whitman, "Love-thoughts" | + | :::1 Walt Whitman, "Love-thoughts" |
| − | ::WHITMAN AND A "BOY" MOVE CLOSE TOGETHER, ADDRESS EACH OTHER. | + | :::WHITMAN AND A "BOY" MOVE CLOSE TOGETHER, ADDRESS EACH OTHER. |
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| − | ::SCENE TITLE: 2 Rufus Griswold, "Once licentiousness" | + | :::SCENE TITLE: 2 Rufus Griswold, "Once licentiousness" |
| − | ::RESPONDING TO THE EARLIER VERSE, GRISWOLD APPEARS WITH LEAVES OF GRASS, SPEAKS TO WHITMAN. | + | :::RESPONDING TO THE EARLIER VERSE, GRISWOLD APPEARS WITH ''LEAVES OF GRASS'', SPEAKS TO WHITMAN. |
GRISWOLD: Once licentiousness | GRISWOLD: Once licentiousness | ||
| − | shunned the light; | + | :::shunned the light; |
| − | now it writes books | + | :::now it writes books |
| − | showing how grand and pure it is, | + | :::showing how grand and pure it is, |
| − | and prophecies | + | :::and prophecies |
| − | its own ultimate triumph. | + | :::its own ultimate triumph. |
| − | ::TO AUDIENCE, HOLDING UP LEAVES OF GRASS | + | :::TO AUDIENCE, HOLDING UP ''LEAVES OF GRASS'' |
| − | It is impossible to imagine | + | :::It is impossible to imagine |
| − | how any man's fancy | + | :::how any man's fancy |
| − | could have conceived | + | :::could have conceived |
| − | such a mass of stupid filth. | + | :::such a mass of stupid filth. |
| − | We leave this gathering of muck | + | :::We leave this gathering of muck |
| − | to the laws | + | :::to the laws |
| − | which have power to suppress | + | :::which have power to suppress |
| − | such gross obscenity. | + | :::such gross obscenity. |
Revision as of 17:59, 28 November 2009
ENTRY IN CONSTRUCTION
Jonathan Ned Katz: "Comrades and Lovers"
- ACT I, SCENE 1
- LIGHTS OFF; WHITMAN'S FIRST WORDS ARE HEARD IN THE DARK.
WHITMAN: Love thoughts
SPEAKER 1: love-juice,
SPEAKER 2: love-odor,
SPEAKER 3: love-yielding,
SPEAKER 4: love-climbers,
WHITMAN: and the climbing sap,
SPEAKER 1: arms and hands of love,
SPEAKER 2: lips of love,
SPEAKER 3: phallic thumb of love,
SPEAKER 4: breasts of love,
WHITMAN: bellies pressed and glued together with love.
- LIGHTS ON, NIGHT.
- SCENE TITLE, PROJECTED OR WRITTEN ON PLACARD:
- 1 Walt Whitman, "Love-thoughts"
- WHITMAN AND A "BOY" MOVE CLOSE TOGETHER, ADDRESS EACH OTHER.
BOY: The wet of woods through the early hours.
WHITMAN: Two sleepers at night lying close together as they sleep,
BOY: One with an arm slanting down across and below the waist of the other.
WHITMAN: The smell of apples,
BOY: aromas from crushed sage plant,
WHITMAN: mint,
BOY: birch bark.
WHITMAN: The boy's longings, the glow and pressure as he confides to me what he was dreaming.
BOY: The dead leaf tallings its spiral whirl, falling still and content to the ground.
WHITMAN: The sensitive, orbic, underlapped brothers, that only privileged feelers may be intimate where they are.
BOY: The mystic amorous night.
WHITMAN: The curious roamer the hand, roaming allover the body,
BOY: the bashful withdrawing of flesh where the fingers soothingly pause and edge themselves.
WHITMAN: The limpid liquid within the young man,
BOY: the vex'd corrosion so pensive and painful,
WHITMAN: the torment,
BOY: the irritable tide that will not be at rest,
WHITMAN: the like of the same I feel, the like of the same in others.
- SCENE TITLE: 2 Rufus Griswold, "Once licentiousness"
- RESPONDING TO THE EARLIER VERSE, GRISWOLD APPEARS WITH LEAVES OF GRASS, SPEAKS TO WHITMAN.
GRISWOLD: Once licentiousness
- shunned the light;
- now it writes books
- showing how grand and pure it is,
- and prophecies
- its own ultimate triumph.
- TO AUDIENCE, HOLDING UP LEAVES OF GRASS
- It is impossible to imagine
- how any man's fancy
- could have conceived
- such a mass of stupid filth.
- We leave this gathering of muck
- to the laws
- which have power to suppress
- such gross obscenity.
