She was always here.
Beah Richards: face of the first world projecting a primordial
presence as the mother of Being and the daughter of Time.
Each stage or screen appearance is an affirmation of art and a
signature of spirit.
Richards has the poet’s tongue and the musician’s tone while a
world of listening ears transfixes itself to the living theater in her
theater of life.
Her voice vaults over verisimilitude into veracity as her delivery
delegates drama into docudrama and documentation.
She is, ultimately, a vehicle of validation.
In her light, stars shine; from her beauty love breathes.
From the microcosm of
storefront theaters to the macrocosm of silver screens, Richards’ energy
envelops a continuum of creativity and credibility.
Awards adorn her career like cosmic clusters of celestial bodies
orbiting an alphabet of achievement.
Although born July 12,
1926, Beah Richards was always here.
Now, at seventy, she remains ageless.
The
past is her producer, the
future her understudy.
Her present is an image surpassing the speed of sight while
remaining the vintage voice of visibility.
She directs herself.
Beah Richards: was always
here; will always be.
Happy Birthday!
Author:
GEORGE EDWARD TAIT
Publication
Name: NEW YORK AMSTERDAM NEWS
Publication
Date: 07-27-96