karen lee white 

UNDER DEVELOPMENT

Her Last Six Days

a  one act play

"Everybody will be at the Whitehorse bingo hall tonight, that big prize. OK, when they open the doors, look up on the stage. Yup, she has overseen every bingo game since this bingo opened.She’s way overdressed.But the night she did show, she wasn’t." - Queen Elizabeth Visits the Elks Hall Bingo

"I am wandering, searching, for those I cannot find.  I walk the beaches, I search for the village.  The village is not there, and the beaches are changed.  Gone are the dugout canoes I loved to watch arrive and depart, arrive and depart.  There are crafts that I do not know, they make sound, with snapping in wind fattened sails; not like long ago when it was just the sound of the canoe parting the water, and the dip and arc, dip and arc, dip and arc of the cedar paddles, and the rhythmic breathing of the men" - Draft of the Seahawk.

"Water was the first Salish carver.  Within Salish territory, across this wild North Pacific coast island it gouged out canyons, dug vast valleys, adzed gorges by its travel.  Water does not move alone.   Pulled by the moon into the ebb and flow of tides, water drops over the edge of a precipice and transforms from a river to a waterfall. 

Water falls from the sky as there is no other way for it to go but inward to earth. It does not fight anything in its path; it flows around all obstacles.   Held by shoreline, it spills and seeks.  It becomes too much of itself to be held. It floods".-The Silence

"In the Zimbabwe rainy season the morning light the land is shade upon shade of sopped green.  In the hot season, pale gold.

   The people are living sculptures of a myriad of shades of black to caramel with hearts, songs and laughter of gold.

     When I dream of Africa decades from now, it will be of loud, free joyous laughter, and the  honey drip singing of women in harmony landing like resting birds outside my window in the night dark".- Goodnight Comerade Madam