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Event Calendar
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exhibitions
December 15 - Jan 28

Text, Textile, Exile: Works by Maria Damon

film & video
January 24

aCinema Presents: Call for Morning // Cradle to the Floating World

special events
January 27 -28

24th Annual Poetry Marathon & Benefit

exhibitions
January 31

Book Launch: Poor and Needy: an exhibition on art, migration, and debt

Margaret Rozga

Poet and Civil Rights activist Margaret (Peggy) Rozga is author of 200 Nights and One Day (Benu Press, 2009). Her play, March on Milwaukee: A Memoir of the Open Housing Protests, is based on her experience in the civil rights movement in Milwaukee. In 2007, she received the UW Colleges Chancellor's award for outstanding achievement for the events she organized to commemorate the 40th anniversary of Milwaukee's open housing marches.

 

This book of poetry presents a brilliant analysis which takes us through the brave history of the strength, commitment and passion of the people of Milwaukee, Wisconsin as they marched, struggled and were jailed to win the victory of justice and freedom for all. Peggy Rozga joined protestors, participated in freedom marches, and was jailed for fighting and marching for the rights of poor Black children of the city of Milwaukee under the leadership of one of the great advocates of non-violence, direct action and civil disobedience of our times: Father James Edmund Groppi.

-Dick Gregory

 

What the open housing marches did for set territorial boundaries in Milwaukee these poems do with traditional poetic forms. The old boundaries are questioned, rearranged, expanded, and maybe abandoned."
- Margaret Rozga

Selected Poems

Inner City


Margaret Rozga

 

They took me into an interrogation room, kept
calling me Robert, which usually only nuns did. 
Asked me if Father Groppi was planning a riot.
I just shook my head. They were crazy.

Asked me what I thought of Father Groppi.
I said I love him
I love the quicksand he walks on.