Sometimes it is by sheer coincidence that things are discovered. This chance is sometimes called serendipity, fate, luck, providence and many other words. Christopher Columbus was looking for a new way to get to India in 1492, and he accidentally wound up landing in The Americas. It was another serendipitous occasion that I discovered Saul Williams.Saul Stacey Williams is a writer, performer, and actor. He was born on February 29th, 1972 in Newburgh, New York and has two older siblings. He attended Morehouse College and received his BA in philosophy. Afterwards he moved to New York City to peruse a Master's Degree in acting at New York University. It was in New York City that Saul began his journey into poetry via the poetry café scene. In 1995 he became Grand Slam Champion of the Nuyorican Poets Café. In 1996 his daughter, Saturn, was born to his then girlfriend, Marcia Jones, an artist. He stared in the film Slam in 1998, which he also helped write. His acting and writing in Slam was said to have introduced him to an international audiences. Soon after Slam, Saul had begun his musical career, releasing several records between 2001 and 2005. He has written four books: The Seventh Octave, S?he, said the shotgun to the head, and The Dead Emcee Scrolls.
[...] In this paper I am going to focus on Saul Williams, the poet. When describing himself as a poet Saul said: write poetry because it is the clearest and most direct expression of how I think. I take pride in being called a poet mostly because it feels like an ordination. I did not grow up thinking of myself as a poet, so it is an honor to be considered one.” says Saul in the Bio section of his webpage saulwilliams.com, goal has never truly been to become an amazing poet, rather I have worked at becoming more expressive, thoughtful, and harmoniously balanced, and courageous enough to live my life as a poem. [...]
[...] Yet, on the next page I found a continuation of the text from before i was discovered and scheduled to be lynched in her town square i remind you for every one of us you lynch there is another burning witch 22) It was in a second reading of these lines that I remembered that Saul Williams was not just some man writing a compelling and poetic sounding story, he actually understood poetry. He knew how to use slant rhyme, he understood meter and alliteration, he knew what he was doing when he encamped lines and there was a reason that he didn't capitalize his lines. [...]
[...] It's another mixture of two things that normally would not go together, yet somehow Saul Williams makes them work nicely and almost naturally next to one another. However, the mixing of these two different beings is a reminder of the lines of where the speaker was in the odd world of chard women and men with broken necks. It almost seems as if the two works are written by different people, but penned with the same name, yet at the same time there are sections that appear in both books. [...]
[...] emotional lavishness can deplete memory banks although her parents saved and saved she knew no baptism which is no fault unless you have a Christian name 21) In this passage, like the last Saul plays with language and puts new spins on old ideas, for example: The idea that emotions can become so powerful that they triumph over reason was not a new one to me, however, it was written in such a way that it seemed new to me. [...]
[...] The only person who can summarize , said the shotgun to the head and do the book justice is Saul Williams himself. He describes the book in its introduction as . the account of a man so ravished by a kiss that it distorts his highest and lowest frequencies of understanding into an incongruent mean of babble and brilliance he is a wandering man, sort of like a modern day John the Baptist, telling of the coming of a female messiah that he has known intimately. [...]
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