Throughout her writing career, Adrienne Kennedy has used her own life experiences as symbolic of the divisiveness of American race relations. Like Kennedy, the characters in her plays are often light-skinned black women torn between their blackness and whiteness. Adrienne Hawkins was born in 1930 to Georgia-born parents who instilled in her a pride in black accomplishment. Her father, Cornell W. Hawkins, attended Morehouse College and served as executive director of the Cedar Branch of the Cleveland YMCA and on the City’s race relations staff. Her mother, Etta Hawkins, was a graduate of Atlanta University and a teacher. Her parents and their friends—teachers, social and civic workers, doctors and lawyers—were members Raised in the then interracial, middle-class Cleveland neighborhoods of Mt. Pleasant and Glenville, Kennedy found herself confronting prejudice for the first time at Ohio State University. “The immensity, the dark, rainy winters, the often open racial hatred of the girls in the dorm continued to demoralize me,” she would later write. She left college a person who “had lost my equilibrium” and spent the next decade struggling to find her own voice. Influences as diverse as Federico Garcia Lorca’s symbolic plays, the cadences of the psalms, the poetry of jazz, French surrealist movies, Picasso’s Guernica, Jackson Pollock’s abstract paintings, It was on “a miraculous trip” to West Africa that Kennedy “discovered a strength in being a black person.” Returning to live in New York, she joined Edward Albee’s Playwrighting Workshop. Encouraged by Albee to let her “guts out on stage,” she wrote her first play, Funnyhouse of a Negro (1964), which won an Obie. The decade that followed unleashed a torrent of dense surrealist plays that found a place in experimental theaters such as La Mama and the Open Theater, as well as the Public Theater of the New York Shakespeare Festival. But Kennedy soon found herself in a kind of no man’s land as a black writer. As Billie Allen, who created the role of “Negro Sarah” in Funnyhouse, later noted, some black audiences were offended by Kennedy’s portrayal of black “secrets” on stage. “Hair, for example, had not been dealt with in the theater.” Her unabashed, though ambivalent love of things English and Hollywood presented difficulties for other critics.
Alexander, a successful African-American writer (played in the 1992 Great Lakes production by Ruby Dee), has been asked to return to her alma mater to discuss the sources of violent imagery in her works. Spiraling back in a dreamlike journey through time, she relives the unspeakable prejudices that violated her student years in the early 1950s. As the literal murders of the play’s title are disclosed in the form of a mystery story, the spiritual murders that feed the secret wellspring of Alexander’s pain are also uncovered. Circling closer and closer to the painful core of her story, Suzanne creates a bond of emotional intimacy between character and audience that compels our identification with her. Yet the play’s references to bloody revolution in the Eisenstein movie The Battleship Potemkin and to the dissolution of King Arthur’s Round Table point beyond Suzanne’s personal pain to the ways in which society has betrayed her and so many others like her. It is against this backdrop that we as “guilty bystanders” are left to locate our own culpability. In 2000, Ohio State Murders was given a new production at the American Repertory Theater at Harvard University. In his insightful introduction to The Adrienne Kennedy Reader, published the following year, Werner Sollors, a professor of English and Afro-American Studies at Harvard, called Kennedy “the quintessential modern voice on the American stage.” This long-overdue anthology made accessible to the general reading public, for the first time, the texts of Kennedy’s finest stage works—as well as a series of previously unpublished prose pieces including “Letter to My Students on My Sixty-first Birthday by Suzanne Alexander.” A response to the arrest and beating of Kennedy’s son by a white police officer in 1991 while she was working on Ohio State Murders (the made-up charges were eventually dropped and Adam Kennedy won a civil lawsuit), “Letter” finds the playwright’s fictional alter-ego recalling how she once watched her son, the victim of a similar arrest and beating, perform the role of Hamlet. She remembers how she wept at the words the ghost speaks to the bewildered prince: “I am thy father’s spirit / doomed for a certain time to walk the night / And for the day confined to fast in fires / Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature / Are burnt and purged away.” — Margaret Lynch |
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