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...recounting his trip to the Middle East and calling it a play, Via Dolorosa. Another well-received import from Britain, The Weir, is a 90-minute chamber piece in which the denizens of a bar in Ireland trade ghost stories. This year's Pulitzer Prize for drama went to Wit, an affecting play about a woman dying of cancer, but essentially an expanded monologue...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Theater: Broadway, Straight Up | 5/10/1999 | See Source »

...toes the whole way. As I approach the thankfully unoccupied door, I try to dredge up what little knowledge of hip-hop culture I have. It's Nothing but a G-Thang. G-Funk--step to this, I dare you. Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin to fuck wit'. Inter- galacticplanetary-intergalactic... How does the rest go? I tuck my Abercrombie T-shirt into my Gap denim shorts and walk through the door...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: As It Were | 5/6/1999 | See Source »

...toes the whole way. As I approach the thankfully unoccupied door, I try to dredge up what little knowledge of hip-hop culture I have. It's Nothing but a G-Thang. G-Funk--step to this, I dare you. Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin to fuck wit'. Inter- galacticplanetary-intergalactic... How does the rest go? I tuck my Abercrombie T-shirt into my Gap denim shorts and walk through the door...

Author: By Richard D. Ma, | Title: This Ol' Dirty Bastard: How I Came to Terms with My Hip-Hop Roots | 5/6/1999 | See Source »

Using poems of metrical dexterity that are filled with wit, subtle humour and a vast vocabulary, Hollander brings many common poetic themes to light in Figurehead in admittedly startling forms. Experimenting with various meters, dictions and forms, Hollander's poems continually strive to discover, in the process, the perfect poetic language (or what Hollander terms "the back room of meaning...

Author: By Erin E. Billings, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: Literary Figurehead Writes Serious Poetry | 4/30/1999 | See Source »

MARGARET EDSON seems less concerned with being the next Eugene O'Neill than making sure a group of five-year-olds has a tidy work space. On learning that she had won the Pulitzer Prize for her play, Wit, the Atlanta kindergarten teacher's immediate response was to keep cleaning her classroom. Edson wrote Wit in 1991, when she was working at a bicycle shop. The unsentimental story of a woman dying of ovarian cancer wended its way through various regional theaters before ending up off-Broadway six months ago. Edson, 37, says she has no firm plans to write...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: People: Apr. 26, 1999 | 4/26/1999 | See Source »

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