• 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
«
»
exhibitions
October 6 -28

Exhibition - Ugly Duckling Presse: 25th Anniversary Celebration

readings & workshops
October 20

Poetry Reading: Soham Patel and Lauren Russell 

readings & workshops
October 23

OFF-SITE: Creative Writers in Nonprofit Careers: Panel Discussion, Reading, and Reception

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

readings & workshops
November 3 -3

Writing is Freedom (a high wire adventure) with elena minor

readings & workshops
November 3

Poetry Reading: elena minor & Paul Martínez Pompa

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

Brian Teare

Brian Teare is the recipient of fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts and MacDowell Colony. He has published poetry and criticism in American Poetry Review, Boston Review, Ploughshares, Provincetown Arts, St. Mark's Poetry Project Newsletter, Seneca Review, Verse and VOLT, as well as in the anthologies Legitimate Dangers: American Poets of the New Century and At the Barriers: The Poetry of Thom Gunn. His first book,The Room Where I Was Born, won the 2003 Brittingham Prize and the 2004 Thom Gunn Award for Gay Poetry. His second book, Sight Map, is out from University of California Press; his third, Pleasure, will be published in 2010 by Ahsahta Press. He lives in San Francisco, where he teaches and makes books by hand for his micropress, Albion Books.

Selected Poems

Vision is question

(Ives : 
July 4th)



Brian Teare

 

afternoon encumbered

by thunder         birches

turned dirty           curvy

piss-yellow stormlight

& someone singing      behind the trees' screen     a place in the soul

                                                                        all made of tunes         of long ago
            "a certain
                                                                         —but it is hard        to love
              kind of ecstasy"
                                                                         old men's      sentimental

                                                                         off-key singing      even

when beauty     moved them     as it moves us     to watch fire

works in wartime     eerie green
                                                                 "but they sing
mimetic     sound of missiles
                                                                  in my soul"
whistling     bitter smoke

smothers the field     a song our fathers loved     :     Shall we     gather at the river?