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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

Abraham Smith

Abraham Smith hails from Ladysmith, Wisconsin. His poetry collections—via Action Books—are Only Jesus Could Icefish in Summer(forthcoming, 2014);Hank (2010); and Whim Man Mammon (2007). His reading highlights include stints at the Academy of American Poets' Rooftop Reading Series and Opium Magazine's Literary Death Match. He is the recipient of fellowships from the Fine Arts Work Center, Provincetown, MA, and the Alabama State Council on the Arts. Presently, he is co-editing (with Shelly Taylor) Hick Poetics, an anthology of hayseeds and bucolic zeroes, which will appear through Lost Roads Press in 2014. Smith winters as Instructor of English at University of Alabama; Smithy summers as farmhand (Farmall tractor rider) on Hawks' Highland Farm.

 

Selected Poems

small fails #1


Abraham Smith

 

it's not that true that ears
are can openers and we cut
the world circle open
according to some universal
prescribed canal ideal
no you can train yourself to hear
the groat of envy fall
on seeming solar ash birds
see all birds are born to a striped logic
a string line of charts and charms
and they are what they are the one they are
by saying same span the span
that's their reach way
fire undresses the world
addresses the lie of the whole
and so if i
if i am thinking one thing
legs bent way we do down a hill
it is what bird is that and what
would i if ever i could cud one thing
if my me were in that one thing forever fadeless
call that what cheese you wish
it matters me a great deal
let this swiss door
sack glass let sound
lie i know no door


from only jesus could icefish in summer