In our 2026/27 Season, SAL is moving to Create Your Own Series subscriptions, giving you the freedom to build a season that’s entirely yours. But if you love the idea of a curated pathway, Execu...
Up where we cannot see, among the blossoming bones of branch is the deliverance of sustenance— in a fatigued crescendo plummeting this woman with the body of a bird, still soft from bir...
crescendos of chirps call to each other, swooping, diving, shaking shimmering branches ground littered with pinecones pine needles feathers dried-up leaves. the trees throw away the dead parts of the ...
Earth holds me. It holds my breath in its trees with fresh air. The Earth holds me with its rain, even through thunder and lightning. The rain still dances in the air. The Earth holds me with the grav...
There are things I should be writing about but everyone’s flight is canceled and the air is biting the words out of my mouth. I don’t know the word for powerlessness. Everyone’s flight is cancel...
By Alison Stagner, Director of Events & Outreach Every summer, we look forward to bringing back Summer Book Bingo—our beloved annual reading program co-presented with The Seattle Public Librar...
When I close my eyes darkness stands before me. Seeing the streetlights, I explore tons of thunderous sounds as my eyes bloom. My weakness grows, I hear streaming rivers and owls hooting hard. I snugg...
English written poem translation I see my grandmother’s hands in photographs Lost under heavy layers of dust, like a trapped memory finally escaping. I flip through versions and versions of this...
Life was easier before a withered rose told a story of the life that killed it Before knowledge infected me with the urge to seek more A drug bitter on my tongue that leaves a taste just hardly more b...
Seattle Arts & Lectures, The Seattle Public Library, and King County Library System are so pleased to announce that local artist and former WITS Writer Vivian Li will be illustrating our 2026 Summ...
