• 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 - Sep 28

Book Club: Readshops led by Karl Gartung

readings & workshops
July 3 - Sep 25

Dhamma MKE

exhibitions
August 1 - Sep 26

The Point Being: Works by Thomas Gaudynski

special events
September 21

¡Palante!: A Celebration of Puerto Rican Arts and Culture

readings & workshops
September 22 - Oct 13

Friction in Fiction: Developing Characters and Conflict

readings & workshops
September 26

Poetry Reading: Jake Skeets & Manny Loley

readings & workshops
September 26

Poem as Field – Understanding Energy in Poetry a craft talk with Jake Skeets

readings & workshops
October 2

Poetry Reading: Alan Bernheimer & Karl Gartung

readings & workshops
October 16

Poetry Reading: Timothy Donnelly & Bethany Price

performances
October 17

Formations Series for New & Improvised Music

readings & workshops
October 19

Language as a Playground

readings & workshops
October 20

Reading: Peter Markus

readings & workshops
October 22 - Dec 31

Welcome Home!: A Veterans Writing Group

readings & workshops
October 23

Reading and Book Launch: Kathie Giorgio

readings & workshops
October 24

Urban Echo Poets

readings & workshops
October 27

Submitathon

readings & workshops
November 1

Reading and Screening: Trisha Low, Stephanie Young, and Zachary Epcar

readings & workshops
November 10 - Dec 8

Shifty Subjects and Unexpected Endings

special events
November 16

39th Anniversary Gala

Antler

Antler's epic poem Factory was published in 1980 as #38 in the City Lights Pocket Poet Series, it was heralded by Allen Ginsberg as "the most enlightening and magnanimous American poem I've seen of '60s and '70s decades." Of Antler's book Last Words, published by Ballantine in 1986, Ginsberg said: "More fineness than I thought probable to see again in my lifetime from younger solitary unknown self-inspirer US poet." Antler: The Selected Poems was published in 2000. His latest book is Touch Each Other (2013). He won the 1987 Witter Bynner Prize awarded annually "to an outstanding younger poet" by the American Academy and Institute of Arts and Letters, and the 1985 Walt Whitman Award, given annually to an author "whose contribution best reveals the continuing presence of Walt Whitman in American poetry." Antler's poems have appeared in numerous periodicals, including New Directions Journal, Whole Earth Review, Utne Reader, Exquisite Corpse, Kenyon Review, New York Quarterly, Wilderness and The Sun. His poems have also appeared in over 150 anthologies, including Erotic by Nature, Son of the Male Muse, Earth Prayers, The Journey Home: The Literature of Wisconsin through Four Centuries, and American Poets Say Goodbye to the 20th Century. He has performed his poetry across America and beyond. He was chosen to be Milwaukee's second Poet Laureate for 2002-2003. More Antler info.

Selected Poems

Atheist Blows Up Baby Jesus

Walking through sleepy Christmas-Eve Milwaukee,
        go by house where no one's home but
Outdoor life-size inflatable Nativity Scene is illuminated,
Inflated Mary & Joseph, inflated Wise Men and inflated gifts,
       inflated shepherds, farm animals and stable,
              inflated angels with inflated wings and halos,
inflated Star of Bethlehem, inflated manger
        but baby Jesus is deflated!
So I spoke to the deflated baby Jesus
I might be an atheist agnostic nature worshipper not a Christian
       yet I would kneel and blow up and re-inflate you
             and patch the leak or re-plug the air spigot
       for doesn't baby Jesus say as much about love
              without speaking
       than all the words Christ said?
Kneeling down discovering spigot open
I gently blow air inside Jesus—
       cold winter Wisconsin fresh air
               inhaled into my lungs and exhaled into Jesus—
Hoping no neighbor calls police or shoots me!
I'm not a terrorist who explodes Nativity Scenes
        but an atheist who blows up deflated Christ-child.
Now you look like a baby again, Jesus—
        your eyes of wonder and wisdom gaze up at me.
Here, let me tuck you in, little one.
It's okay your mother and father and the rest
       don't acknowledge me or thank me.
Even you remain silent looking up at me.
I understand, little one.
We're all looking down at you
       with love.