Life's Work
Mari Evans has written several poems, short fiction stories, children’s books, and plays. She is known for her many poems. One, called "When In Rome", is taught in many high schools and college English classes. The poem ends, "I'm tired of eatin' what they eats in Rome." The last line provides the poem with its famous title. It is a dialogue poem, between Mattie and her possible slave owner, offering her unfamiliar foods in the pantry. She is also well known for the line, "I have never been contained except I made the prison." Mari Evans was a part of the Black Arts Movement (BAM). The BAM poets spread the message of Black cultural, psychological, and economical liberation. In 1970, Evans wrote “I am a Black Woman”. The second stanza reads: “I am a black woman tall as a cypress strong beyond all definition still defying place and time and circumstance assailed impervious indestructible.” Evans spoke of the need to make Blackness both beautiful and powerful.
Other books of poems and poetry include:
- Night Star 1973-1978 (1981)
- Where is the Music (1968)
- A Dark and Splendid Mass, Harlem River Press (1992)
- I am a Black Woman (1970)
Children's books include:
- Dear Corinne, Tell Somebody! Love, Annie: A book about secrets (1999)
- Jim Flying High (1979)
- J.D. (1973)
- Singing Black: Alternative Nursery Rhymes for Children (1998)
- Rap Stories (1974)
Plays include
- Eyes, a musical based on Their Eyes Were Watching God (1979)
- River of My Song (1977)
- Portrait of a Man (1979)
- Boochie (1979)
Read more about this topic: Mari Evans
Famous quotes containing the words life and/or work:
“Films and gramophone records, music, books and buildings show clearly how vigorously a man’s life and work go on after his “death,” whether we feel it or not, whether we are aware of the individual names or not.... There is no such thing as death according to our view!”
—Martin Bormann (1900–1945)
“The dominant and most deep-dyed trait of the journalist is his timorousness. Where the novelist fearlessly plunges into the water of self-exposure, the journalist stands trembling on the shore in his beach robe.... The journalist confines himself to the clean, gentlemanly work of exposing the griefs and shames of others.”
—Janet Malcolm (b. 1934)