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Swimming Pool
Object Lessons is a series of short, beautifully designed books about the hidden lives of ordinary things. As a former world-ranked swimmer whose journey toward naturalization and U.S. citizenship began with a swimming fellowship, Piotr Florczyk reflects on his own adventures in swimming pools while taking a closer look at artists, architects, writers, and others who have helped to cement the swimming pool's prominent and iconic role in our society and culture. Swimming Pool explores the pool as a place where humans seek to attain the unique union between mind and body. Object Lessons is published in partnership with an essay series in The Atlantic.
Building the Barricade
Building the Barricade, is a seminal collection of poetry of witness. Building the Barricade is a lyric account of the sixty-three day Warsaw uprising. Caught between German occupation and the advancing Soviets, the Polish Resistance Home Army barricaded central Warsaw in hopes of liberating the city and gaining Polish sovereignty. Świrszczyńska joined the Polish Resistance movement as a military nurse during the Uprising. This is her first-person account of the atrocities that destroyed over 60% of the Polish capital and left over 100,000 civilians and 16,000 Polish resistance fighters dead. Świrszczyńska wrote: "Life in Warsaw during the Uprising was a nightmare. The city was deprived of water, electricity, gas, and food supplies. For the most part, the sewer system did not function; the hospitals had no medicines or clean water. Day and night German bombers raged over the capital, burying the living beneath the rubble."
Been and Gone
Poetry. Translated from the Polish by Piotr Florczyk. Born in Gliwice in 1946, Julian Kornhauser is one of the most acclaimed figures of Polish poetry writing today. A major figure of the New Wave movement of the 1970s, he has published eight books since the mid-1990s. This debut collection of his work in English, which draws exclusively on three recent volumes and presents the poems in a new arrangement, touches upon most, if not all, of Kornhauser's major subject matters, formal strategies, and thematic concerns, giving American readers the opportunity to discover one of Poland's most important contemporary writers in Piotr Florczyk's splendid translations.
Polish Literature as World Literature
This carefully curated collection consists of 16 chapters by leading Polish and world literature scholars from the United States, Canada, Italy, and, of course, Poland. An historical approach gives readers a panoramic view of Polish authors and their explicit or implicit contributions to world literature. Indeed, the volume shows how Polish authors, from Jan Kochanowski in the 16th century to the 2018 Nobel laureate Olga Tokarczuk, have engaged with their foreign counterparts and other traditions, active participants in the global literary network and the conversations of their day. The volume features views of Polish literature and culture within theories of world literature and literary sy...
Froth Poems
Poetry. Bilingual Edition. Translated from the Polish by Piotr Florczyk. "At the start of this book you will find one of my favorite poems from contemporary Poland, 'My Wife's Spine.' 'And when my wife's pregnant / her spine is a bough of an apple tree, ' Jaros aw Miko ajewski begins, innocently enough, and then: 'On nights of animal love / it is the zipper in a suitcase / that won't close, even under a knee' and wow, we say, just about to take a surprised breath, when a poet surprises us again: 'On nights of human love / it is the steel rope / at the highest voltage, ' and he goes on, with each metaphor more unpredictable than the previous: 'On the noon walk / my wife's spine is the flag / ...
Broken Ground
In Broken Ground, William Logan explores the works of canonical and contemporary poets, rediscovering the lushness of imagination and depth of feeling that distinguish poetry as a literary art. The book includes long essays on Emily Dickinson’s envelopes, Ezra Pound’s wrestling with Chinese, Robert Frost’s letters, Philip Larkin’s train station, and Mrs. Custer’s volume of Tennyson, each teasing out the depths beneath the surface of the page. Broken Ground also presents the latest run of Logan’s infamous poetry chronicles and reviews, which for twenty-five years have bedeviled American verse. Logan believes that poetry criticism must be both adventurous and forthright—and that ...
The Crooked Mirror
A lyrical literary memoir that explores the exhilarating, discomforting, and ultimately healing process of Polish-Jewish reconciliation taking place in Poland today “I’d grown up with the phrase ‘Never forget’ imprinted on my psyche. Its corollary was more elusive. Was it possible to remember—at least to recall—a world that existed before the calamity?” In the winter of 2000, Louise Steinman set out to attend an international Bearing Witness Retreat at Auschwitz-Birkenau at the invitation of her Zen rabbi, who felt the Poles had gotten a “bum rap.” A bum rap? Her own mother could not bear to utter the word “Poland,” a country, Steinman was taught, that allowed and perha...
Everything I Don't Know
Poetry. Jewish Studies. What good luck to finally have in English the writings of the brilliant Jerzy Ficowski, the poet who lived at least seventeen lives, fighting in the Warsaw Uprising, and later traveling for years with the Roma people through the roads of Poland, opposing his government, and watching the authorities ban his poems, a poet who translated from Spanish and Romanian and Yiddish and Roma, but most of all from the tongue of silence...Beautifully translated by Jennifer Grotz and Piotr Sommer, these poems also document the tragedy of the Holocaust, with the direct and uncompromising voice with which he reminds us of the great poets such as Różewicz and Świrszczyńska, while ...
Los Angeles Sketchbook
Literary Nonfiction. From LA SKETCHBOOK: "Which is why iths time for me to move to the steps outside my front door, where I can enjoy the breeze that comes and goes as it wishes. Too bad houses in California have no basements, where it's always cooler; if they did, I would break into one now. It's so hot that I can't even hide in my bedroom, which is located on the second level of our apartment, and includes just one window, which is more like an arrowslit, that's how tiny and useless it is. Not only does it not let an adequate amount of fresh air in—and what does blow inside is mostly dust and soot—it hardly provides any daylight, forcing us to turn on the light even when sunshine reigns outside. To have to turn on the light during the day in sunny Southern California pretty much fits the definition of 'tragedy.'"
