• Address 720 East Locust Street | Milwaukee, WI 53212
  • Phone 414.263.5001
  • Hours Tue-Fri 11-8pm | Sat-Sun 12-5pm | Closed Mon
  • Hours Tue-Fri 11-8pm, Sat-Sun 12-5pm, Closed Mon
Event Calendar
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readings & workshops
April 6 - Jun 27

Book Club: Readshops led by Karl Gartung

readings & workshops
July 3 - Jun 30

Dhamma MKE

readings & workshops
October 22 - Jun 24

Welcome Home!: A Veterans Writing Group

readings & workshops
February 2 -23

Three Windows into Writing and Revising a Poem with Kathleen A. Dale

exhibitions
February 11 - Apr 5

Tarot: The (Re)Making of a Language

performances
February 20

Formations Series for New and Improvised Music

readings & workshops
February 26

Poetry Reading: Jennifer Elise Foerster + Zoë Johnson

readings & workshops
February 26

Seeing in Invisibility: Poetry as revelation at UWM Libraries Special Collections

readings & workshops
February 27

Urban Echo Poets

readings & workshops
February 29

Visionary Narratives: A Workshop in Drawing Inspiration with Laurence Ross.

exhibitions
February 29

Reception for Tarot: The (Re)Making of a Language

readings & workshops
March 1 -29

On the Front Lines, Behind the Lines: Writing Protest Poetry with Margaret Rozga.

film & video
March 6

aCinema Screening

readings & workshops
March 12

Creative Confluence: Research for Hybrid Writing, a conversation with Heid E. Erdrich

readings & workshops
March 12

Poetry Reading: Heid E. Erdrich

readings & workshops
March 14

Poetry & Pi(e) featuring Vida Cross + Chuck Stebelton

performances
March 19

Formations Series for New and Improvised Music

readings & workshops
March 20

Poetry Reading: Mark Bibbins + Elizabeth Hoover

readings & workshops
March 26

Poetry Reading: Eli Goldblatt + Charles Alexander

readings & workshops
March 28

Poetry Reading: Tara Betts + Jennifer Steele

Archived readings & workshops
Feb 23 Friday, February 23
7:00pm, $Give What You Can

Anna Vitale is the author of Detroit Detroit (Roof Books), Different Worlds (Troll Thread), and several chapbooks including Unknown Pleasures (Perfect Lovers). Recent writing ​has appeared or is ​forthcoming ​in BathHouse Journal, Columbia Poetry Review, Jacket2, and ​Supplement. She lives in Brooklyn and hosts the Tenderness Junction on WFMU.

Roberto Harrison is the author of Os (subpress, 2006), Counter Daemons (Litmus Press, 2006), bicycle (Noemi Press, 2015), culebra (Green Lantern Press, 2016), Bridge of the World (Litmus, 2017), Yaviza (Atelos, 2017), as well as of many chapbooks. He is also a visual artist.
 


 

Anna Vitale from Casey Play

 

I call yr name

Pretty Girl

the Street You

is

Ugly

 

I say Titty

real loud

and it ends

the dream

where

we share

everything.

 

Don’t even

answer it

but let it

ring, its turquoise

cradle brushback

my hands back

up the pulse

two knobs

know being.

 

A poor ding

cracks shells

the flood

releases the poor

“I was here”

on the wall

against yr face

against me

in my drive.

 

Our good hair

in this shit

neighborhood

your shit

by our coming.

Our spectacle squad.

 

I don’t know who

she is but that’s

me I hear without

a name for feeling. A car goes

by with god bless the dead

playing. Shouts

at the mall where

everyone steals

keychains. Let me give you

the feeling of your name,

she says, give me that feeling.

 

 


 

Roberto Harrison word pictures

 

i see live things escape the oceans of my pen

as they settle in the dust to cut into the night

and heave our safari to the home in the home

of the Sea, as the insects complete the plans

in their attentions. as the simplex of 4

makes a simplex of 14             as two sevens

scar the first seven to war with the ground

 

they were night by the male as the corpse

bred their seams to return the intent of the tapirs

and resume what the hunt by the human makes

animals small. but to grow with the camp as the feet

mark the Sea with the cannibal wound on the path

as the bison marks skies in the earth as the dark

and she marks us with nets made to hunt in the eyes

 

as the frozen protection proceeds. but give me your

death in a complex of forms as i insect the force

of our womb and arrive to the plants as they bleed,

and i wash out my blood with the fire as i hold you

in light that the friends of the lion resume with a heart

of the death by the memory saved to the feet of the sea

 

i am the wound of the earth      

 

i am made of our wandering