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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

Jeff Poniewaz

Jeff Poniewaz taught "Literature of Ecological Vision" via UW-Milwaukee from 1989 to 2009. He also taught a course called "Whitman & Ginsberg: Liberating American Bards." Ginsberg praised Jeff's work for its "Whitmanesque/Thoreauvian verve and wit." His poems have appeared in many periodicals and anthologies. His book Dolphin Leaping in the Milky Way won him a 1987 PEN "Discovery Award." Lawrence Ferlinghetti called Jeff's epic "September 11, 2001," written during the closing months of 2001, "the best poem I've seen on 9/11." Excerpts from it were published in September 11, 2001: American Writers Respond; An Eye for an Eye Makes the Whole World Blind—Poets on 9/11; Van Gogh's Ear out of Paris, France; and as a chapbook titled September 11, 2001. His other chapbooks include Whales Hover Over the Freeway (2007) and Polish for Because—Meditations of a Former St. Josaphat Altar Boy (2008). A volume of his Selected Poems written since 1965 is on the near horizon. He was chosen Milwaukee Poet Laureate in March 2013. His last name is pronounced POE-nYEAH-vAHsh and is Polish for "because."

Selected Poems

The Tomb of the Unknown Poet

Why no Tomb of the Unknown Poet?
Wasn't he killed as sure as the Unknown
            Soldier?
Didn't he die running wild after
            the wildest beauty the same
            as Wilfred Owen?
Didn't he step on the toes of landmine
            minds?
Wasn't he mowed down by machine-guns
            of mechanization?
Didn't he throw himself on the grenade
            of scorn lobbed at Poetry?
Drape a green flag of living grass
            over his casket.
Blow his taps on panpipes:
            phoenix syrinx!
Unknown Poet launched into the Unknown
            like a poem in a manila envelope
            addressed to Immortality
Care of the worms who edit scrupulously
            but send no rejection slips.