Ted May
Awards
- 2003 Writer-in-Residence, The Jack Kerouac House, Orlando, FL
- " Tangerine Dusk," 2003 Moondance International Film Festival "libretto award" for stageplay
- 1999 Artist-in-Residence, The Cliff Dwellers Club, Chicago, IL
- Finalist, 1998 Laughing Horse Films Screenwriting Contest
- Semi-finalist, 1997 Cyclone Screenwriting Contest
Achievements
- Chicago Playwright
- "The Puppet's Yawn," Stage Left Theatre
- "The Jazz Parts (Improv with the Beast)," Hungry Brain
- Chicago Poet
- Harold Washington Public Library, A Lit. & Language Division sponsored reading
- "The Isolate Garden of Prairie," Dana-Thomas House, Springfield, IL
- Chicago Sound Design
- "The Connection," A Red Orchid Theatre
- "Between the Door and the Sea," Neo-Futurarium
- Co-founded A Red Orchid Theater in Chicago in 1992. "The Jazz Parts" was translated into Japanese and performed at the Crane River Workshop, Tokyo in 1999.
Performances/Lectures
- 9-12-03 Harrison Street Art Gallery, Oak Park, IL
- "The Shadows Open…" The Nomads, a group of woman artists, built an exhibit around the poetry of Ted May, culminating in a personal reading on Oct. 3rd.
- 11-3-94 Sulzer Regional Library, Chicago, IL
- "Twilight," Featured poet performing original works, along with Native-American poems and the poetry of W.B. Yeats.
- 6-17-92 Beverly Library, Chicago, IL
- "The Irish Tradition," Lecture on Irish poetry, from the 8th century onward.
Additional Experience
- Freelance journalist/writer since 1992.
- Contact: ted.may@comcast.net
An excerpt from “The Jazz Parts: Improv with the Beast”
Wednesday, January 5th, 2011I wish tonight with the moon low in the sky, I could combust and burst into a shower of new stars. I’m as blown and vanishable as stardust in the pure blue void, cold and limitless. I go to bed now to join nightmare to dream with all my prayer and hoping. If only I coughed light and sneezed songbirds and the pounding hearts of deer so I could free them, if only my empty belly wasn’t the universe contracting and feeding on itself…. Shouldn’t love be self-nourishing; who am I to question the plan and fight the ways of man? Man’s plan is greed and sloth of spirit hidden behind politics and artifice. Masks …
