Theater (Love of Antigone-2001)


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Love of Antigone-2001)
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Performed by: Elizabeth Richards
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Set & Lighting design by: Karen Gundersen
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Written & Directed by: Rajab Mohamadin
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Antioch Area Theater
Ohio-U.S.A.
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Photos: Rajab Mohamadin &&&

Love of Antigone (2001)-&&&

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A page of the play: Love of Antigone
Written by: Rajab Mohamadin
Antigone :
We, the whole of us live with our dreams.
Without dreams the whole of us are soulless, wandering bodies.
The whole of us were born out of desires, live in dreams, and die with rues .
But I, Antigone, have neither rues nor desires,
nor any dreams any more!
I have to get ready for death .
But what am I guilty of?
And my love, Haemon, is being held outside of this place
and shall be killed after my death.
But why?
According to the myth, Antigone was imprisoned in a cave,
made a rope with her dress and hanged herself.
Then her beloved, Haemon,
being made aware of Antigone's death, killed himself with a sword.
Now, Haemon, my love, do listen to me !
I got this death warrant through the fax machine,
listen:
(Due to disobedience from the order of Creon, the ruler of Thebes, Antigone is imprisoned and sentenced to death.
She has to kill herself using any of the instruments in this room:
the rope, the dagger, the poisoned coffee or the revolver. She is free to choose any one of them.)
Then her fiancé , Haemon,
out of desperation for his sweetheart's death , shall commitsuicide.

Haemon, why don't they kill me themselves?
Is it to pretend that their hands are not smeared with the blood of a girl?
So, if I kill myself, would the whole world keep rotating anew
in its regular orbit?Mbr> Haemon, why do you have to die? Just because of your love for me !?
Haemon, my love, during our time at the university
and even after that, you and I were dreaming
that the whole world was made just for our pleasure.
You and I , were running around lovingly
, and the wind caressing our disheveled flaming hair .
At that time ,the plague had not invaded the city yet.
At that time , Creon had not seized the power yet.
And now the whole of the audience is waiting
for my committing suicide by means of this rope,
this cup of coffee, this dagger, that revolver or,
according to the myth, with my own dress.
Then you shall kill yourself and the tragedy will be perfect.
Then the whole of the audience will go to their houses with their minds at peace
not only because these events took place a long historical time ago ,
but that they , themselves , could never be haunted by such an awful fate.

The soldiers and guards, pleased, shall go back to their dormitories.
The undertaker shall bury our bodies , receiving a good wage.
The whole of the people are with their minds at rest, because Antigone,
the rebellious lawbreaker, the principal guilty one, is dead !
Then , once again , the world will go on turning around under Creon's rule
and he will rest with no botheration .
Until some time in the future another soul will be accused and sacrificed.

Haemon , do know for sure that you and I will never be sacrificed.
You and I were running joyfully along the winding alleys.
At the countryside, by the river, we drank a cup of coffee and returned cheerfully .
I used to put orange blossoms on my hair
and the plague had not invaded the city yet.
You and I used to sit by the "Pantheon", biting our sandwiches .
In the evening, mostly , you and I would leave the university,
walking through "Ominous" square and into "Athena" street .
Then we would go to the "Plaka" alleys, near the "Acropolis",
and danced there.
Haemon, how immensely you enjoyed dancing.
I was running on the plains, looking for newborn flowers
and I wished that my parents would caress our children in the future.
But today, childless, with no fruition , I am waiting for death.
And you, with a dagger on your throat,
have no right to move or even say a word.
In the midst of our dreamy happiness, suddenly, the plague fell over the city.
All of the people started looking for a remedy.
There was no way to cure nor to rescue.
The whole of the people felt pitiably in meanness and sordidness .