« One Thing I Don’t Need/Sorry » poem by Ntozake Shange
7 sept
No time for anything and definitely not in the mood those days, I’m coming back slowly to LIFE with a Ntazake Shange poem.
If you don’t know the woman, she’s responsible for the play written in 1975 « For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide When The Rainbow Is Enough« . (A movie taken from the play is about to be released and it features Jill Scott, Mariah Carey even Janet Jackson)
Enough talk,
Pas le temps de rien et surtout d’humeur à rien ces derniers jours, je reviens doucement à la vie avec un texte de Ntozake Shange, « One Thing I Don’t Need/Sorry ». Pour ceux qui n’avaient jamais entendu parler de cette femme, elle est l’auteure de la pièce « For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide When The Rainbow Is Enough » (1975) (l’adaptation cinéma est actuellement en post-prod avec au casting Jill Scott, Mariah Carey ou encore Janet Jackson)
Trop de blabla,
one thing i don’t need
is any more apologies
i got sorry greetin me at my front door
you can keep yrs
i don’t know what to do wit em
they dont open doors
or bring the sun back
they dont make me happy
or get a mornin paper
didnt nobody stop usin my tears to wash cars
cuz a sorry
i am simply tired
of collectin
i didnt know
i was so important toyou
i’m gonna haveta throw some away
i cant get to the clothes in my closet
for alla the sorries
i’m gonna tack a sign to my door
leave a message by the phone
‘if you called
to say yr sorry
call somebody
else
i dont use em anymore’
i let sorry/ didnt meanta/ & how could i know about that
take a walk down a dark & musty street in brooklyn
i’m gonna do exactly what i want to
& i wont be sorry for none of it
letta sorry soothe yr soul/ i’m gonna soothe mine
you were always inconsistent
doin somethin & then bein sorry
beatin my heart to death
talkin bout you sorry
well
i will not call
i’m not goin to be nice
i will raise my voice
& scream & holler
& break things & race the engine
& tell all yr secrets bout yrself to yr face
& i will list in detail everyone of my wonderful lovers
& their ways
i will play oliver lake
loud
& i wont be sorry for none of it
i loved you on purpose
i was open on purpose
i still crave vulnerability & close talk
& i’m not even sorry bout you bein sorry
you can carry all the guilt & grime ya wanna
just dont give it to me
i cant use another sorry
next time
you should admit
you’re mean/ low-down/ triflin/ & no count straight out
steada bein sorry alla the time
enjoy bein yrself



















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