War and Peace
The third of three essays I wrote in Chile 2023 to clarify my thoughts. I think patriotism was and
I occasionally write more‑or‑less silly poems and more‑or‑less serious essays.
The third of three essays I wrote in Chile 2023 to clarify my thoughts. I think patriotism was and
The second of three essays I wrote in early 2023 to get my ideas straight on a few things.
This
This was an essay I wrote on an iPad in a hotel lobby in Fujairah while waiting to pick up
I recall the event I’m describing was at the party after the twins were christened, so I must have written
I wrote this on an iPad in a moment of self reflection about thirty years after my father’s death.
I don’t really know if this is an essay or a poem.
Since I put more work into writing this than I did most other stuff, I am putting it here.
I don’t
Zoe asked me for a coconut poem. I wrote the first verse and she seemed happy with that.
This was a wife-challenge. We were on top of a mountain in southern Europe, running from Covid 19. Ania came out
I wrote this to complete the structure of my book, Lifehacks, and it turned out to be the most popular
March 2020: The girls and I were in a camper van in Sicily. Ania was on a cross country cycle
We have outside steps at our house in Poland. We sweep them occasionally.
I can proudly say the un-illustrated version of this poem is complete drivel. The illustrated version however is a
The winning entry for the Maltings Free Press first edition poetry prize. The only entry so far as I
Four years after I wrote the Taste of Rat, I thought I should extend it to discuss microbiotic food production.
I recall the event I’m describing was at the party after the twins were christened, so I must have written this in Summer 2010.
I wrote this on an iPad in a moment of self reflection about thirty years after my father’s death.
I don’t really know if this is an essay or a poem.
Since I put more work into writing this than I did most other stuff, I am putting it here.
I don’t know how the hell I thought those first lines were
We have outside steps at our house in Poland. We sweep them occasionally.
I can proudly say the un-illustrated version of this poem is complete drivel. The illustrated version however is a work of multilayered genius imho.
The winning entry for the Maltings Free Press first edition poetry prize. The only entry so far as I know and the first poem I had written since school.
Four years after I wrote the Taste of Rat, I thought I should extend it to discuss microbiotic food production. I didn’t get very far with the project, but
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