Recently I attended an event in which the spoken word was celebrated. There were passionate speeches, entertaining stories, and uplifting poems. Although many of the stories spoke to me, and I could relate to many of the speakers, one poet really stood out.
Not a sound could be heard except the sharp clicking of his shoes on the wooden floor as he took his place in front of the audience. When he took the stage, the room grew quiet. Everyone was silent, anticipating what was to come. As he began his poem, I could feel his intensity, his passion. He spoke of the inequalities he had experienced, his identity, and societal issues. Even though his poem was personal, his message was received loud and clear.With each word, I could feel the rhythm and the rhyme working simultaneously to create an experience the audience would not soon forget. He started off slowly, enunciating each word. But as he continued, his pace quickened. Each word grew more urgent than the one before. As he grew more powerful, I could feel the tension rising. Suddenly, a man appeared behind him. He was dressed in baggy jeans, a plain grey t-shirt, and clean white sneakers. The poet kept speaking with even more conviction. The man in the grey t-shirt slowly started to act out the poet’s words. The poet’s rhythm began to change. The words started flowing, creating a beat of their own. As the poet continued, the man in the background began to dance. The words, the beat, the rhythm, the tone all matched perfectly. The simple poem became a rap in which the dancer could also express himself. No music was needed. No speakers were used. And yet, these two men on stage were able to engage the audience in an art performance like no other.
This is an example of the poetry and rhythm discussed. It is a poem by Talib Kweli presented on the show Def Poetry Jam.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sGvZ9aXg5Xs
Not a sound could be heard except the sharp clicking of his shoes on the wooden floor as he took his place in front of the audience. When he took the stage, the room grew quiet. Everyone was silent, anticipating what was to come. As he began his poem, I could feel his intensity, his passion. He spoke of the inequalities he had experienced, his identity, and societal issues. Even though his poem was personal, his message was received loud and clear.With each word, I could feel the rhythm and the rhyme working simultaneously to create an experience the audience would not soon forget. He started off slowly, enunciating each word. But as he continued, his pace quickened. Each word grew more urgent than the one before. As he grew more powerful, I could feel the tension rising. Suddenly, a man appeared behind him. He was dressed in baggy jeans, a plain grey t-shirt, and clean white sneakers. The poet kept speaking with even more conviction. The man in the grey t-shirt slowly started to act out the poet’s words. The poet’s rhythm began to change. The words started flowing, creating a beat of their own. As the poet continued, the man in the background began to dance. The words, the beat, the rhythm, the tone all matched perfectly. The simple poem became a rap in which the dancer could also express himself. No music was needed. No speakers were used. And yet, these two men on stage were able to engage the audience in an art performance like no other.
This is an example of the poetry and rhythm discussed. It is a poem by Talib Kweli presented on the show Def Poetry Jam.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sGvZ9aXg5Xs
