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Event Calendar
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readings & workshops
February 23

Poetry Reading: Anna Vitale & Roberto Harrison

readings & workshops
February 24

RESCHEDULED: Genre: Urban Arts No. 3 Release

readings & workshops
March 1

Wisconsin Reads The Round House

film & video
March 2

aCinema Screening

readings & workshops
March 7

Poetry Reading: Kwabena Antoine Nixon

readings & workshops
March 8

Poetry Reading: Ed Block & Jenny Benjamin

readings & workshops
March 14

Kundiman Midwest Chapbook Series: Suman Chhabra

performances
March 15

Formations Series for New & Improvised Music

readings & workshops
March 17

Where My Dreaming and My Loving Live: Poetry & the Body with Nikki Wallschlaeger, Jose-Luis Moctezuma & Jay Besemer

readings & workshops
March 22

Community Conversation About The Round House 

readings & workshops
March 28

Poetry Reading: Sherwin Bitsui & Bojan Louis

film & video
April 6

aCinema Screening

readings & workshops
April 11

Poetry Reading: Luci Tapahonso

readings & workshops
April 14

Kundiman Midwest Chapbook Series: Lo Kwa Mei-en

readings & workshops
April 17

Poetry Reading and Conversation with Roberto Harrison @ Brown Deer Public Library

performances
April 19

Alash Ensemble

exhibitions
April 21

Woman: Frailty Thy Name, works by Renee Baker

performances
April 22

ACL presents Renee Baker Quartet, Visual Dark Scratch Suite

readings & workshops
May 2

Poetry Reading: Layli Long Soldier

performances
May 13

Alternating Currents Live presents The Bridge

readings & workshops
May 16

Kundiman Midwest Chapbook Series Noel Pabillo Mariano

performances
May 17

Formations Series for New & Improvised Music

readings & workshops
May 24

Poetry Reading: Urban Echo Poets

Thomas Meyer

Thomas Meyer began writing as a teenager in Seattle, Washington. He was already at that age a veteran of the arts, having been a child actor, beginning at age nine, in TV ads and summer stock theater. His work with partner Jonathan Williams (1929 - 2008) on Jargon Books brought him interaction with some of the most visionary writers and artists of the 20th Century. Meyer is a poet whose books include At Dusk Iridescent (A Gathering of Poems, 1972-97) (Jargon Society, 2000),Monotypes & Tracings (Enitharmon Press, 1994),Coromandel (Skanky Possum Books, 2003), and a translation of the ancient Chinese classic Daode Jing(Flood Editions, 2006). Many of his poems and translations (including Beowulf, the I Ching, the libretto of an opera) remain unpublished. He lives in North Carolina, at the southernmost end of the Appalachians.
A poet deeply trained in Greek, Latin, Sanskrit, the Germanic languages, runes, roots, herbal lore, foods, wines, gardens, astrology western and Indian, alchemy, he is never pedantic, always deft, inhabiting the world of time as gracefully as that of space.
-Robert Kelly

 

Selected Poems

Nepenthe


Thomas Meyer

No doubt there were prophets in Pompeii who warned of the dangers of living under volcanoes, but it is doubtful whether even the pessimists among them actually expected the total and definitive obliteration of the city.
                                       — Eric Hobsbawn


My son eats his lunch. Takes a picture
and emails me it like the guy I had
sex with a couple weeks ago sent
a friend in the City live details of
our realizing each other.

Constance Garnett sits in her garden
and scribbles War & Peace into English.
I brought the Great Crystal. Who
can lift it much less look into it? I emptied
your ashes into the beck. The river. The sea.

Don't speak. The still point is lost to words. 
My head in your hands finds it in silence.


from kintsugi:

Japanese practice of repairing ceramics 
with gold laced lacquer to illuminate the breakage

 


Blue Memo



yellow yellow
river
for days the path could easily be found in sleep

the haze
a lake speaks
each moment a flower in an undiscovered field

somehow an afternoon god in shattered sunshine
whose handsome fate
from time to time I grow tired of

then too what I like or dislike
here we are and it is wet
abandoned

the path blocked
by scattered moonlight
trees prick the snow with shadow