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Event Calendar
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exhibitions
October 6 -28

Exhibition - Ugly Duckling Presse: 25th Anniversary Celebration

performances
October 18

Formations Series for New & Improvised Music

readings & workshops
October 20

Poetry Reading: Soham Patel and Lauren Russell 

readings & workshops
October 25

Poetry Reading: Urban Echo Poets + Open Mic

readings & workshops
October 28

Poetry Reading: Kathleen A. Dale, Louisa Loveridge Gallas, Judith Harway, and Bill Murtaugh

special events
November 17

We Exist to Prove the Living Artist: 38th Anniversary Gala

readings & workshops
November 30

Poetry Reading: Anna Vitale and Daniel Owen

film & video
December 14

Film Screening: Riverwest Film & Video by Emir Cakaroz

Michael O'Leary

Michael O'Leary is the co-editor of Flood Editions and he works as a structural engineer in Chicago.

Selected Poems

Politics


Michael O'Leary

 

I watched the polls as breathlessly
as Deadwood, dedicating hours
at work to downticks in the South

and found an article online
on survey weight and sample size
which led to Leibniz's response

to a Bernoulli on whether
the likelihood of early death
can be inferred from death tolls past:

Nature's habit is patterned on
the repetition of events,
but only for the most part.

Like anybody, I was moved
by the long odds of the campaign,
the painful progress, how his dad

abandoned him for his career
and especially when Rev. Wright
spoke at the National Press Club.

A week before election day
I saw a picture of a sad
Obama walking down the street

in Honolulu—slight haze of
pollution in the humid air,
palm trees unmoving, cars unmoved,

the dark apartment tower where
his grandmother lay dying now—
now at the pivot of relief

and grief that there is nowhere left
to go and no one to turn to,
the habit of reflection split

in two by revelation that
entropy is another name
for what is otherwise unsaid.