Saturday, January 21, 2023

GIRL IN JAKARTA, 1st Draft, A Selection From My Upcoming Book, THE SUN LOVES EVERY PLANET PART II


 




Whenever I think of you

I see you standing by the water

On an island

The sun is on your face

And in your eyes

There is a smile

When you see me walking towards you

I know you think I don’t notice you

I don’t pay attention

Because I’m quiet

And don’t tell you how I feel

But I do notice

Everything

When you walk into the room

With a tighter pair of pants

The new hairstyle

That makes you look even prettier

Than before

The bracelet you spent hours lingering on

Before deciding it was the right one

To express how you feel about yourself

And me

I think it’s me

Maybe you bought it to capture someone else’s attention

But it doesn’t matter

The last time I saw you was when you were sad

It hurt me to see your heart troubled

Today, you are beautiful and radiant

It makes me happy to see you smile

And feel good about yourself

You’re so beautiful

Especially when you’re by the water

And the waves are coming in

Something stirs in your soul

When you hear the wind playing

Alongside the shoals and reefs

But you don’t know this

You don’t believe it

Maybe someday you will

 

10-22-11


SINGAPORE, 1st Draft, A Selection From My Upcoming Book THE SUN LOVES EVERY PLANET PART II


 



When I arrived at the airport in Yogyakarta

After I returned from Singapore

I searched through a throng of brown faces

But I didn’t see you;

I saw men with dark hair in batiks and sandals

I saw women with brightly colored hijabs with skirts down to their ankles

I saw children laughing and running around

I saw men in uniform with guns on their belts

And there were taxi drivers lined up in their shirts and trousers

Each one with an expectant look on his face

As they approached me and asked if I needed a ride

But I didn’t see you

 

Then, your eyes met mine as the oppressive heat filled my lungs

The noise, the people, the smell of exotic spices and cigarettes and pollution

Faded away

There was only you and me standing there

Looking at each other as though we had never been apart

I don’t remember who smiled first

I suppose it doesn’t matter

We were together again

 

As we walked towards the train station

Your hand took hold of mine

It reminded me of the first time we met

That night in Jakarta

 

It reminded me of that night we sat by the ocean

It was just before the sun was beginning to set

The sky was heavy with thick clouds and the wind was strong

As the wind blew through our hair

The sky grew darker and darker as

We sat on batik mats eating shrimp and fish and rice

That we had picked out inside the decrepit building

Where men stood over open flames burning wood

The spice was perfect, not too much, not too hot

As we drank our coffee we watched boats sailing as the waves crashed to shore

The sound of all that mystery

Carrying dreams to shore from places unknown

Ancient places

 

You talked about Bali

And all the things you want to do there

As we sat watching the trains pass us by

In the darkness of the night

I was with you and yet I was still in Singapore

It was still moving through me

The faces that I had seen at the airport

The planes flying overhead

The people lounging at café’s

The armed guards patrolling the terminal

The shops selling everything from perfume to watches to liquor

The

The different languages that I heard being spoken

As women with skin the color of coconuts hurried past me…..


Friday, January 20, 2023

A SOLDIER’S STORY, A Selection From My Upcoming Book, The Sun Loves Every Planet Part II




 

For Charlene, Christmas Eve 2011




Our lips never touched

Though our eyes often met

Perhaps only for brief moments

To me

They seemed to last forever

 

We never went on a date

Our hips never ached with passion

In the middle of the night

I never felt your legs wrapped

Around me

Beneath all that starlight

Shining down on us

I never tasted your hot summer nipples

With my tongue

After we watched fireworks

Explode

In the July sky

We never watched snow fall

Until everything was white

Or

Built a snowman with a carrot for a nose

After we warmed up with hot chocolate

By the fireplace that your grandfather built

 

I had no idea what to say to you

I had no idea what to say to anyone

My thoughts always felt so loud

But

I could never find the words

To speak them

I am quiet

Like the wind that blows

Through the dark moods of the night

Still

You touched my heart

And now

All these years later

You touch it still

 

I thank God for you

I was fighting a war then

That I never told you about

I am fighting a war still

All these years later

What did you want me to tell you?

After watching my buddies die

All around me

After having some fun

A little Russian Roulette

I was the only one

To make it back home

Do you want to know

About every person I’ve killed?

Man, woman, and child

I was the best

I still am

I’ve killed too many to be a good man

Too many to be anything at all

Do you want to know about

Heroin

Why we need it as combat soldiers?

Take my pain away

Sister Morphine

Get me back into combat

If you can’t get me back in there fast

My friends will die

If that happens

I’m dead too

In a different kind of way

Do you know why we smoke cigarettes?

How do you think we stay awake

For days at a time?

Combat is heavy

There are no timeouts

No instant replays

No split decisions

It’s life and death

Give me smokes

Give me speed

So I can keep my friends alive

And

Make my country proud

The minute I got off the plane

They spit in my face

They called me baby killer

It broke my fucking heart

More than combat or injury

More than an enemy ever could have

Worse than the pain I felt

Every time I killed a child

Do you want to know more?

Do you?

I won’t tell you

I shouldn’t have told you this much

It’s my job to protect you

Why should these problems of mine

Burden your sleep?

 

I don’t care if I die

The only thing I have to look forward to

Is another battle

Another war

The world won’t let me be anything else

 

But then

You found me again

And I thought to myself

Perhaps I should try and stay alive

To try and live

Maybe war will end

And there will be something else

To occupy my time

But

That day hasn’t come yet

 

I have never married

Nor had children

I only know how to fight

I have never had the luxury of having a life

And now

I don’t know if it’s possible anymore

And if it is

I don’t know if I can live it

 

I don’t know how to dance

I don’t know how to play golf

I don’t know how to do many things

I only know, pain, death, war

Scars that refuse to heal

Injuries that remind me

Of

Who I am

What I am

Hopes that never have life

Why it is this way I don’t know

 

I want peace

I want to be left alone

Without some retarded insect pissing me off

Every 5 seconds

Every fucking day

But it is too much to ask in this world

This jungle I'm in is hotter than hell

Better run

Don’t look back behind you

My heart is sad

And yet

Something within it shines

I know I can’t give up

No matter what happens

I will always fight for you

There is too much at stake

For me to quit now

 

I want your children to have a better life

Than I have had

I want your hearts to be happy

They should never know

The pain of war

They should only know

The beauty of life

 

I want them to know the beauty

Of

Watching a bird fly

Into

Sun, moon, and starlight

I want them to listen

To the sound of the ocean

And

The song of the whale

When the wind is blowing

And

Fills us with all things possible

After all

Yesterday is gone

Tomorrow is not yet here

Tonight is all we have

 

If I should fall

Don’t cry for me

I did my duty

And

That is what a soldier is supposed to do

 

To die as a man

Is a good death

And

If giving my life

Allows you to live yours

I would do it again

Because

I love you

 

Then again

On second thought

Why stay where you’re not wanted?

Maybe I should move to another country

That wants me

That welcomes me

Why should you care about me?

I only put my life on the line for you

Every moment of every day

Welcome home

I think I’ll skip the parade








Thursday, November 24, 2022

A Bullet For Two, Book Review, Polish American Journal, September 2011, Vol. 100, No. 9, Page 14

 





A BULLET FOR TWO by Robert Strzalko Creaste Space, 2010, $6.95 Set in the time of post-Civil War and the opening of the West, Jeb McCulloch is suffering from the after affects of battle and decides to explore the west. Riding into a small town, he hears screams coming from a barn. There are three town officials raping a young girl. They claim to be just having fun with a half-breed. But Jeb kills them, takes the girl and flees the town. Soon a posse is formed and men set out to track him down. Labeled an outlaw, he dodges the bounty hunters as they journey west, seeking the girl’s Indian tribe. Strzalko provides short chapters full of action and tension in this novella. 




Tuesday, November 22, 2022

A Bullet For Two, A Western Novel, Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, Book 1 Of THE BOUNTY HUNTER Series

 








MOONLIGHT


     The screaming grew louder and louder as Jeb McCulloch approached the stable.  He expected most of the town to be asleep but something was taking place, something horrible.  The last time he heard someone wailing with that much pain and agony was when he was on the front.  It brought back terrible memories for him, memories of a man yelling and screaming as he begged for someone to shoot him and put him out of his misery.  No one did.  They just laid there all night beneath the stars and falling leaves waiting for him to die.  
     Jeb thought about shooting him but he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.  When the man finally died as the early morning sun broke over the gray, autumn horizon no one was more relieved than Jeb.  It was the most horrifying thing he had ever witnessed.  He had seen plenty of men die but there was something about the anguish in that man’s voice that he couldn’t forget.
     Rather than dismounting with ease, as was his usual custom, he removed his poncho and drew his pistol.  The starry sky was so quiet it made her desperate cries seem even louder as he walked towards the stable. 
     When he came to the door he found a crack to look through.  His eyes searched the murky darkness until they settled on some shadowy shapes.  As he strained to see what was happening, he was able to make out a man’s arm, then another.  It was three men.  Two of them were holding a woman by the arms and the third was lying on top of her.
     A dog ran over to where Jeb was standing and started sniffing around.  He tried to silence the dog but it was too late.  The dog started growling and barking at him.
     “Jim, why don’t you go see what that dog’s barking at,” he heard a voice say.
     Jeb threw the door open and pointed his revolver at the men.
     “The dog was barking at me,” he said, as the men released her arms and scrambled to their feet.  They raised their hands in the air as Jeb looked at the man lying on top of her and said, “If I was you I’d pull my pants up.”
     “Now don’t go getting any crazy ideas,” the fat man said as he pushed himself up to his knees.  “This isn’t what it looks like.”
     Jeb looked down at the woman sprawled out on the floor amidst the dirty straw.  There were no tears on her face, only surprised relief.
     “All right, how about if you boys move away from her and stand over there in the moonlight where I can see you a little better,” Jeb said, as he took a step towards them.
     “Mister, you don’t know what you’re getting yourself into.  If I was you, I’d get back on my horse and just keep riding until you come to the next town,” the fat man said, as he stood up and buckled his belt.
     “Yeah, why’s that?”  Jeb asked.
     “Well you see, I just happen to be the sheriff of this here town.  Before you go getting any ideas in your head about shooting someone I just thought you should know that.”
     Jeb took his eyes off the men and looked down at the woman again.  She was barely able to collect what was left of her shredded dress and cover herself.
     “You’re the sheriff?”  Jeb asked, confused.
     “That’s right.  I’m the sheriff.”
     “Who would these other two fellows be?”  Jeb asked.
     The sheriff smiled.
     “That’s Jim Drake,” he said, as he pointed to the smaller of the two men.  “He’s the mayor of this here town.”
     Jeb removed his gaze from the sheriff and looked at the mayor.  He didn’t look back.  He stood motionless with his hands in the air looking at the ground.
     “And who would this other one be?”  Jeb asked the sheriff.
     “Why he’s the owner of this here stable we’re standing in and half the other things in this town.”
     “And who is she?”  Jeb asked. 
     “Just a girl we were having a little fun with.”  The sheriff said.
     “It doesn’t look to me like she was too willing to play along with you boys.”
     The sheriff smiled again.
     “Oh, she likes to play.  Maybe we got a little bit too rough is all.  Just having some fun.  Come on, you know what it’s like.”
     “No.  I don’t know what it’s like,” Jeb replied, as he took another step towards them.  “Are one of you boys married to her?”
     “No stranger,” the mayor answered, as he raised his head and looked at Jeb.  “Look, I’m sorry about all of this.  I know it isn’t right.  Please don’t shoot us.”
     “Well, I guess that depends on you,” Jeb said.
     “Look mister, we’ve got no quarrel with you,” the mayor said.  “I promise I won’t do it again.  Give me another chance,” he pleaded, as he dropped to his knees and put his hands together as though he was praying.
     “Shut up Jim,” the sheriff scolded him.  “What he means to say is if you get back on your horse and ride out of here like this never happened we can all just forget about it.”
     Jeb drew in a deep breath as he reached down with his left arm and helped the woman to her feet.  He was startled.  It was the first time he got a closer look at her bloody face.  She looked more like a girl than a woman.
     “Why don’t you go outside and get some fresh air,” he said.  “There’s a poncho out there you can put on.”
     She nodded her head as she brushed her hair away from her face.
     “Now, just a minute,” the sheriff said, as she began walking towards the door.  “This has gone on long enough.  Just what are you planning to do?  You can’t just let her go.” 
     Jeb pulled the hammer back on his pistol and pointed it directly at the sheriff’s forehead.
     “Mister, you’re making a big mistake.  The kind of mistake that you’ll live to regret,” the sheriff said, as she closed the door behind her.
     “Well, I’m in a bit of a bind here aren’t I?  I can’t exactly turn you in to the sheriff.”
     “That’s right mister.  You’re in a bind.”  The sheriff said, with an arrogant smile.
     “I can’t just let you go after what you did to that girl.”
     “Sure you can,” the sheriff said, as he turned and looked at his wealthy friend.  “We can make it worth your while.  Can’t we Herb?”
     “That we can,” the rich man said.  “Buy you anything you want.”
     “I’m afraid I can’t do that.”  Jeb answered.
     The sheriff looked at Jeb again, but he was no longer smiling.
      “Mister if you shoot us every lawman and bounty hunter from Denver to Texas will be out looking for you.  Hell, she’s just a half breed girl.  What’s it matter to you anyway?”
  

THE DESIRE FOR REVENGE


     “I don’t want to leave you here like this”, he said, as he released his father’s hand and stood up. “But I have to go.  He’s already got a good start on us.”
     The wealthy man looked at his son for a moment then closed his eyes.
     “Scott I know you’re going to do what you want to do”, he said, as he opened his eyes and looked up at his son again.  “You’re too old for me to tell you what to do anymore but don’t go getting yourself killed because of me.  The desire for revenge has a way of blinding men.”
     “I have to go dad.  I can’t just sit here and do nothing.  We’ve already got a group of guys lined up and ready to go.  They’re just waiting for me.” 
     “Be careful”, he said, as he reached out and took hold of his son’s hand again.  “Even though there was three of us and we caught him by surprise he gunned us down like nothing.  A man that good with a gun is a man you need to be mighty wary of.”
     “I know, dad.  But I’m not afraid.  I’m going to do everything I can to find him and bring him to justice.  What kind of son would I be if I didn’t do that?”
     “You don’t have to prove anything to me, Scott.  You don’t have to prove anything to anyone.  You’ve got your whole life ahead of you.  Don’t throw it away.”
     “I don’t just want to get him for shooting you, dad.  I want to get him for shooting the others too and for raping Sara.  We can’t just let a man like that walk around.  We have to get him”, he said, as he released his father’s hand. “Earl’s going too.  He’s the one who organized getting the guys together.”
     “You make me proud boy.  Maybe you can save her from the hands of that treacherous outlaw if she’s still alive.  We tried but he was just too fast.  I’ve seen a lot of things in my life, but I’ve never seen a man raping a girl like that before.  I guess we were so shocked at what we saw our reflexes were just too slow and we’d been drinking all…”
     He put his hand over his mouth and coughed before he was able to finish his sentence.
     “I’m sorry” he said, after he rested his head back on the pillow.  “I haven’t been able to stop coughing up blood ever since that bastard shot me.  Anyways, what I was saying was you know how it is when we get together for one of our business meetings.  We were just going over to the stable to get our horses so we could ride on home and that’s when it happened.  We walked in and saw him just laying into that girl like there’s no tomorrow.  Poor thing.  I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone look so terrified in all my life.”
     “Don’t worry, dad.  He isn’t going to be able to get all of us.  I don’t care how fast he is.  We’ll have him outnumbered at least twelve to one, maybe fourteen or fifteen to one.”
     “Just promise me you’ll be careful.  I don’t think I’m going to be here when you get back.  Your mother won’t be able to stand losing both of us.”
     “Don’t worry, dad.  We’ve got it all worked out.”
     “Listen to me, Scott.  Make sure you give them some extra money before you leave and offer the man who gets him even more.  Every man has his price.  If you pay them enough they’ll do anything you want.  Keep Jake close to you.  He’ll watch your back.  Make sure you give him a little something extra too but don’t let the others know.”
     “Dad, I need to go.”
     “You better get your mother”, he said, as he closed his eyes.

  
LEGEND OF AN OUTLAW


     The late afternoon sun was hot as he rode into town.  After watering his horse and hitching it to a post he walked over to the saloon. 
     “Whisky”, he said, as he tossed a coin onto the counter. 
     “Yes sir”, the barkeeper replied, as he fetched a bottle of whiskey then placed it on the counter along with a glass.
     “Much obliged.  You know anything about that poster outside?”  He asked, as he opened the bottle and poured some whiskey into the glass.
     “I know a little bit”, the barkeeper said, as he wiped the counter with a cloth.
     After he took a swig of whiskey the man with hollow eyes reached into his vest pocket and tossed another couple of coins onto the countertop.  The short, balding barkeeper scooped up the coins as he reached into his vest pocket again and pulled out a cigar.
     “Let me get that for you”, the barkeeper said, as he reached for some matches.  The bounty hunter’s eyes followed his movements like a hawk that had zeroed in on its prey.
     “There was a shooting at the stable the other night.  They say he killed three men”, the barkeeper said, as he lit the bounty hunter’s cigar.  “One of them was the sheriff.  The mayor was another one.  He took a fourteen year girl with him as prisoner.  Can you believe it?  A fourteen year old girl.”
     “That’s what the poster says.  A fourteen year old half breed girl.”
     “That’s right mister.”
     “Who was the third one?”  The bounty hunter asked, as he flicked the ashes from his cigar onto the floor.
     “His name’s Taylor.  Herb Taylor.  He owned the stable and some other things in town too.”
     “How well did you know them?”  The bounty hunter asked.
     “I knew the one you just asked about the best.  He was the owner of this place, that is, before he was shot.”
     “So, he was a friend of yours?”
     “We weren’t friends really.  He was my boss.  He was a good man.  He always treated me fairly.  Sure, now and then he’d have a little too much to drink and lose his temper, but who doesn’t?”
     The bounty hunter stroked the rim of his hat for a moment then tossed a couple more coins onto the counter.
     “Were there any witnesses?”
     “Not that I know of”, the barkeeper answered.  “If you ask me what happened I think he killed them so he could make off with the girl.  She sure is a pretty girl.  She’s young but she’s really well developed for her age.”
     “You think he shot three men just so he could take a girl with him?”
     “You don’t seem to realize the kind of man you’re dealing with here”, the barkeeper said.  “They say he shot two men up by Lake’s Crossing last week and a couple weeks before that he shot a man in the back.  He was walking away with his money after a game of cards.  God only knows what he’s doing to that girl.  If you ask me I’d say she’s probably already dead.  A killer like that ain’t going to keep her around for long.  Once he’s had his fill of having his way with her he’ll put a bullet in her.  Traveling with a girl will slow you down.  You know that.  They’ll get him.  Somebody will get him and I’ll be damn glad when they do.  Maybe you’ll be the man that finds him and gives him what’s coming to him.”
     “So, you know the girl?”
     “Yes sir.  I do.”
     “Do you have any idea who the fellow is she’s with?  The poster doesn’t give much of a description to go on.”
     “No sir.  I don’t.  He wasn’t from around here.  I can tell you that much.  There’s only three men missing and those are the three that he shot.”
     The bounty hunter looked around the saloon for a moment then said, “I bet her parents are worried about her.  Do you know where I can find them?”
     “No sir.  As far as I know she doesn’t have any parents.  They died some time ago and the girl had been on her own, you know, going from place to place, that is until the mayor took her in and tried to help her out.  Her father was a white man and her mother was a no good Indian.  Apache, I think.  That tells you what kind of man the mayor was to take in a girl like that.  Most folks won’t have anything to do with a half breed but the mayor took her in anyways.  He was a mighty fine man.  God rest his soul.”
     “She was living with the mayor?”  The bounty hunter asked, surprised.
     “That’s right.  With him, his wife, and their four kids.  The man that shot him left that woman a widow and those four children without a father.  Saddest thing I’ve ever seen in my life was when I watched them crying at his funeral.  What’s this world coming to when a stranger rides into town and guns down the mayor and sheriff?”
     “How do you know it was one man who shot them?  I heard something about tracks from more than one or two horses.”
     “That’s right mister.  It happened late at night so most folks were already asleep.  Some of the boys were here drinking and playing cards.  That’s when we heard the shooting.  Me and a couple of the boys ran over towards the stable.  That’s where it sounded like the shots came from.  There they were.  The three of them were just laying there, blood all over the place.  There were tracks leading south.  I can’t say for sure how many horses made them, but I think it was at least four horses, maybe five.”
     “Very interesting”, the bounty hunter said, as the barkeeper walked towards the other end of the counter to attend to another customer.  When the barkeeper was finished getting the man a beer he walked back over to where the bounty hunter was standing.
     “So no one knows for sure if it was one man who shot them or more than one.”  The bounty hunter said.
     “That’s right.  If you ask me, he probably has a partner or two.  The sheriff was pretty handy with a gun.  For a man to get off three shots like that by himself would be hard to do unless he had some help.”
     “Or caught them by surprise”, the bounty hunter, said.  “It just doesn’t make sense.  I wonder what they were doing at the stable that time of night?”
     “I don’t know.  Folks have been talking about it.  We can’t figure that one out either.  Sometimes they’re here pretty late playing cards and drinking and talking but they weren’t here that night.”
     “Well, the poster only has one man on it.  It’s a sizeable reward for one man.  But, it’s good to know about those tracks.  Either he’s got a partner or two or he took extra horses with him.”
     “I don’t know mister, but this town’s been a mess ever since.  It’s all anyone’s been talking about.  We still don’t have a new sheriff yet.  The one that was killed the other night was one of the finest men I’ve ever known.  He brought law and order to this town.”
     The bounty hunter took another gulp of whiskey then poured himself another glass. 
     “If you want to take a shave and bath we have a fine barber across the street”, the barkeeper said.
     The bounty hunter smiled.
     “I’d be more interested in getting to know one of the ladies in town.”
    
     
SWINGING BY THE NECK


     The town was packed with people.  It was the day of the hanging.  The streets were overflowing with curious onlookers anxious to see the outlaws they’d heard so much about.  Five men would soon feel what it’s like to have a rope tighten around their necks as their feet give way beneath them to sway into nothingness.      
     As they walked the notorious bad men up to the scaffold the crowd began to fill with excitement.  Even though the rain had turned the streets to pure mud it didn’t stop them from coming from all over.  For many of them, it was the most exciting thing they would ever witness.  The chance to see an outlaw up close with their own eyes was more than worth the journey they had to make.  It was a family day, a day where you didn’t have to sweat on a farm or ranch until you were so tired you could barely stand. 
     More than anything else, it was an excuse to celebrate, gossip, and get rip roaring drunk.  It wasn’t a holiday, not officially, but it was close, something akin to a barbaric picnic.  Beneath all of the bawdy camaraderie there was a disquieting aspect to their ravenous lust for death; something that most people won’t admit to themselves or talk about directly.  If they were bad men, the scourge of society, a threat to civility, the implication by relative contrast then is that they are good.  What makes them able to see themselves as good people has nothing to do with their actions or beliefs.  It’s the fact that they are able to perceive others as bad. 
     As Jeb walked towards the General Store he spotted a wanted poster with a reward on it.  The poster had a picture of Sara and a description of him.  He was relieved that it didn’t have his name on it.  They don’t know who he is.         Even so, it was proof that they were after him.  Until now he suspected that he was a wanted man but seeing the words DEAD OR ALIVE in black and white gave him the strangest feeling. 
     The most important thing he realized is that in addition to not knowing his name or what he looks like, they also don’t know if he’s alone or has a partner or two.  Seeing a drawing of her face in broad daylight with the amount of reward money they deemed his life to be worth was a different type of feeling than suspecting it.  It made it real.  The price they put on his head was higher than what he thought it would be.  Even so, it wasn’t high enough.  After fighting for the north for more than three years in the Civil War he had seen more battles than most men will ever see.
     He didn’t want someone to see him looking at the poster for too long so he walked into the General Store as though he had never seen it.  No one seemed to take notice of him.  Most likely they were distracted by the hanging that was about to take place.  It was a stroke of luck.  Had he come into town when people weren’t thinking about the hanging, someone might have become suspicious. 
     Every town is the same.  You ride in and everyone stares at you trying to figure out who you are, where you’ve been, where you’re going.  Girls gawking and gaping at you with that look in their eyes, hungry for a man, hungry for a soldier.  So many men died in the war that it left a lot of lonely women out there waiting and hoping for a man to come along and make them feel alive again.
     He had planned on buying some supplies in town the next day when he came across the men raping Sara, so he wasn’t able to buy them then.  Now, he would have to buy a little at a time at several different towns, because if he buys too much in any one town it might draw too much attention to himself, or he would have to risk it and buy everything right now.  It was a tough choice to make.  He was certain that he was going to head into the mountains but if he doesn’t have enough supplies it’ll be tough going.  On the other hand, if he buys everything at once someone is sure to notice.  Either way it’s a risk, he reasoned.   
     Since the General Store was all but empty he decided to buy as much as he could rather than having to risk venturing into another town or two.  He was careful to keep his back to the other people in the store, so they couldn’t get a good look at his face.  He was very conscious of how fast he was moving as he gathered some blankets, ammunition, canteens, and salted meat.  He didn’t want it to look like he was in a hurry.  He took his time as though he didn’t have a care in the world.
     The clerk was in a mighty good mood.  He couldn’t stop talking about justice and the men getting hanged today.  Jeb concluded that he knew the man he was talking to quite well.  At times like these Jeb always wished he wasn’t able to hear what people were talking about.  For the most part, he felt sickened by the people around him.  The war was bad enough.  Watching men die all the time was enough to make anyone in their right mind sick.  The stench of death and rotting corpses pervaded everything.  There were times when he wanted nothing more than to lay his weary soul to rest.  He couldn’t bear the thought of waking up one more day to the smell of it and the sound of wounded men wailing in agony.  It gave him a strange, surreal feeling to find himself alive battle after battle.  Countless nights he wondered why they had fallen and he had lived.
     True, some of war is about skill.  Shooting straight with a calm eye was something he just seemed to be born with.  When other men were scared and their hands were shaking, when they were ducking their heads to avoid the bullets coming at them, when they were fleeing from the explosions of cannons, he was at his best.  He never heard the rifles or cannons in the heat of battle.  It was so quiet to him as though there was nothing making a sound.  He always felt completely relaxed when he aimed his rifle at the enemy.  The men who were the most scared always died the fastest.  Now and then one of them would get lucky and live to see another battle or two but they never lasted long.  It was their fear that killed them more so than the rifles or bayonets of the rebels.
     He knew that the most important part of any battle takes place first in your heart and mind.  That’s the front you must win before you step onto the battlefield.  The physicality of it is merely a formality, an extension of the inner battle that is projected onto the larger reality.  All great soldiers know this.  Intelligence, intense alertness, and concentration are just as important, if not more, as having a sharp eye and strong hands.  You win the battle before it ever takes place because nothing can conquer or defeat your soul. 
     These men, these fierce epic fighters that liven the pages of history aren’t made into spectacular soldiers because of any particular form of training or regimen.  They are born with this innate ability and character.  Their tremendous capacity for fighting is nothing more than a reflection of the purity of their souls.  They are the hope of their people.  Everything depends on them.  It is their shoulders upon which everything is determined.  They are the strongest and the best among us.
     The easiest way to identify a man like this is through the gentle softness of his ways.  Some men are born weak.  This only adds to the deplorable nature of their actions.  Weak men are never gentle or kind.  It is their weakness, not their strength, that turns them into cowards and inspires them to do unspeakable things.  It is easy for the discerning eye to see them.  They bully and take advantage of those weaker than them every chance they get.  If a man like this is in a position of leadership, he will become the worst kind of tyrant.  By contrast, great warriors are gentle.  They give rather than take.  Their power comes from this.  They never fight unless they have to.  They don’t fight for something as fleeting as glory.  They don’t fight for selfish personal gain.  They fight the right battles for the right reasons in a manner that lifts all men around them to loftier heights than they ever knew was possible.
     Fear was something that Jeb didn’t feel like most men do.  He wasn’t afraid to die.  Every time he sent a letter home to his bride to be or his mother and father he knew it could be his last.  They knew it too.  He always said he would write again soon.  Before long the war would be over and he’d be back home.    
     The men he fought with thought of him as the bravest man they’ve ever known.  He didn’t think of himself that way.  He just knew that he never felt afraid again since he was seven years old.  On a late December night he watched his friend die after struggling for weeks with a fever that refused to subside.  Jeb realized something at that moment, saw something beautiful in that moment of death, something he never told anyone about.  Up till then he experienced fear like all children, but something happened when he watched his friend float into another world on that cold winter night, something that changed inside him. 
     It made him disgusted to see people so excited about watching men die.  Maybe they were outlaws.  Maybe they did what they were accused of and deserved the fate that awaited them at the gallows.  Then again, maybe they had been falsely accused by dishonest men anxious to stake a claim and call the west their own, but why someone would take so much pleasure in watching a man die didn’t make sense to him.  If that’s what they want to see they should have watched the war.  They would have seen more death than a man should ever see in a lifetime. 
     Maybe that’s why they liked it, he concluded.  It was something foreign and mysterious to them, something beyond their reach, something outside their limited understanding, something they only saw now and then other than watching an animal take its last breath.  But he had seen so many men die during the war that there was no mystery or macabre theater in it for him.  Every day was the same as any other, a day filled with blood and death.  The sun rises.  The sun goes down.  Men die.  What else can you say about war? 
     The worst thing about the war is that his Grandfather died while he was away and two of his brothers died fighting for the cause.  The oldest one fell at the Battle of Wilson’s Creek, the other, a year later.  He never got to say goodbye to them.  That’s what bothered him the most.  Before Lincoln became president, before the war broke out, he would spend all day laughing with them.  They would talk and talk and carry on about the adventures they would someday take, but then the war broke out and destiny took them to an unimaginable place before their dreams had time to come of age.
     He no longer thought about marrying the girl he loved and starting his own family.  He no longer thought about hunting or fishing with his brothers.  He no longer thought about watching the sunset with his father.  He no longer thought about how happy it made him to wake up and see that his mother had baked a pie.  He only thought about his Grandfather and brothers and how much he loved them.  Knowing that he would never hunt or fish with them again was too much to bear.  It left him with an empty place inside himself that he didn’t know how to fill.  And these people want death?  They rejoice in it? 
     It was hard for Jeb to live in this world.  That’s why when the war came to an end he decided to head west and see if he could find something in his heart that wanted to live again.  He heard stories about how beautiful the mountains were, how clear the water was, how big the sky was, how wild and untamed it was, and that was something that he could maybe love again.  But now, that he shot those men, those dreams were dead too.  He killed a lot more men than that in the war and they gave him medals for it.  There were battles where he killed ten men or more in a single day, but now that he had rescued a girl and killed three men there were no medals.  There were no honors of any kind.  Now he was an outlaw. 



Monday, May 25, 2020

THE COLOR OF DREAMS, Polish Student Reviews (2009)










(The Reviews Were Written By College Students In Przemysl, Poland In 2009)


I edited the reviews a little bit since English is a foreign language to them.  I didn't change the content in any way.  I just wanted to make sure that they were understandable to people that read in English.








Agata Brycka  IIb


The book I have recently read is called “The Color of Dreams “ written by an American author Robert Strzalko .
    “The Color of Dreams “ is written in a very interesting  way. It consists of many free spaces between the lines , however in my personal opinion it can be described as a free verse poetry.  The author took me into a voyage along his dreams . He shows his  feelings , emotions , thoughts , and in a very unusual way he describes all the things  by which he is surrounded .  The reader may simply identify all these words to his /her own  experience . 
    It is not very easy to describe the plot of book , it seems to me that it is a story within a story . The author presents the world of dreams . He talks about the passing time “ time , time , time passes by me the pain of what used to be but is no longer “ , love “ my soul is on fire , burning with love” . However the main element of the book is a woman , who seems to be in the center  of attention of the author “ I can’t  imagine being apart from you” . While reading I have noticed that she was very important for him however it might have been a love without a happy ending . It is not clearly stated but she might  have left or passed away . Not everything seems clear in the book so it can force the readers to create their own ideas and thoughts .
    To sum up I would like to say that never before have a read a book like that. It was very hard for my to understand the idea of it because I am not into poetry. I had to read it a few times to guess what the author tried to express by his work. For those who like to read this type of poetry I would truly recommend it because it is something different , the way it is written , description of the beloved , expressing emotions , feelings it  presents the book as a very interesting piece of work .










THE COLOR OF DREAMS_review

by Katarzyna Niemczewska, IIw
  
“The Color of Dreams” might be regarded as a perpetuum carmen of changing matter that circulates in the nature through the process of creation and dying. The concept is embodied in the characters of the man and the woman being separated by the death of one of them.
The poetic world of Robert Strzalko echoes the principles of the Chinese cosmology. The universe is viewed as a mixture of yin and yang, two complementary forces vibrating together in the continuous movement. As long as they interact with each other, the balance in the universe is held. The duality of the world is reflected in the nature, all natural phenomena resemble higher cosmic harmony, e.g. a day’s yang corresponds to a night’s yin over the course of a day. The world becomes a metaphorical cauldron filled with the five elements (wood, fire, earth, metal, water), either yang or yin in character, taking their turns in the perpetuate cycle of creation and destruction as the rising process has to be balanced out by the process of falling.
The narrator of the story acts in the poem as yang particle. What stands behind this concept is the idea of masculinity. His yin opposition is the passionate, mysterious woman who comes to him at night, in his dreams and memories, with the white flower in her hair.  She describes her as though she was dead. He longs for her to return, he regrets having burnt her letters, finally, he burns with love himself. His grief is alternated with the questions on the condition of world, relativity of time and essence of abstract notions. While he is associated with light and life, the woman’s domain is darkness lit by the colors of his dreams.
So what are the colors of these dreams? The answer is put into blank verses flowing freely through pages as a stream of consciousness. It is believed that the flow of thoughts imitates the continuous transition of the world never existing in absolute stasis.
The book portrays the poet's feelings and states of mind. By using the first-person-narrative, the mood of the poetry becomes intimate and nearly confessional.
The book seems to be open to multiple interpretations. It is very demanding, ambiguous, and mutable…..like flowing water which is never the same. If you are the gourmet of literary works, immerge in this poetry and feel its unusual taste.











Anna Korecka
 
     The Color of The Dreams” is a first book written by American writer Robert Strzałko. It might be a bit confused as far as the understanding is concerned. One poem consists of several separate parts which in some way are connected with each other. In which the author describe his sore lost using many colorful comparisons.
      The author presents his memories, feelings about his tremendous love to a woman which once upon a time he lost. The book reminds us about valuable things about which we forget during our life. There are many questions that the author asks – to some of them he tries to answer but the others are rhetorical.
      Reading this masterpiece is like a dream that you don’t want to wake up.  There is no visible limit between dream and reality. Curiosity is something that you feel while reading. The poem have different layout a lot of space between lines may help to understand the story. More time to make reflection. He broaches the subject of passing time that causes many irreversible changes in our life. I read the book twice but I think that in a couple of time I will read it once more. Mysterious language used by Strzałko stimulates imagination. Robert Strzałko uses metaphors for unusual description miracles of the nature.
Although poetry is not in my favour, I was under great impress. It is incredible experience could have read this book. I recommend this book to people who want to take their own journey through “The Color of The Dreams”.










Ewelina Krasnopolska- gr. 2a


If you are looking for slightly different kind of book, which can be treated like a story or like a set of separate poems, you should definitely read `The color of dreams` by Robert Strzalko. I recently read this book and I must say I was impressed. The author of the book, who is a narrator at the same time, is a writer with Polish roots who moved to the USA some time ago, and after personal experiences decided to start write poems.
According to my interpretation, the book tells a story of unhappy, disappointed man who looses his lover. He looses his `turtle`- in that way he calls his darling- but he never stops love her.  Despite the fact that separation is a source of huge disappointment and misfortune for the narrator  `desperation, inspiration, reverberation pushes me forward past`-p. 5, he can talk about their relationship using a sequence of beautiful expressions `she loves me, she destroys me, then she wants me`-p. 7.  The past is heart-breaking but it is also the reason for happiness for the narrator  `when we were happy together in the arms of yesterday`-p. 50. Life for him is fulfilled not only by reverence but also by hope `will I know her dynamic beauty again?`-p. 70.
As far as the style is concerned, the book is beautifully written, with poetic description and advanced language. It is unique and distinct in mood and very modern in form with exellent and gripping monologue of the narrator `how you will feel and where your heart travels when we are near?`-p. 31. In that way the author creates optymistic mood which is linked with rays of hope. The love story is not the only theme of the book. `The color of the dreams` is full of questions concerning the importance of life, what is more and the most significant in our life `why is it more important to find the remains of a dinosaur that it is to feed hungry children?`-p. 46.
`The color of dreams` is certainly wonderful book and was a pleasure to read it, despite the fact that if you want to understand the plot fully, you should be advanced reader and read whole story very carefully. In my opinion,  the book is well worth reading and it will change the way you perceive and think about the world and feeling which governs it, namely love. Read the book and find out yourself.









Jakub Stankiewicz


‘The Colour of The Dreams’ is a story written by Robert Strzalko. The main and the only narrator is travelling through his soul. Monologue is the technique used, probably the most strange and at the same time life-like story I have ever read.
The whole story begins in an intriguing way, I would say philosophical. The narrator gives us the chance to look inside him. The main reason of this ‘journey’ is his lost, namely woman that he loves. He asks questions, wants to find the way to recover or to deal with current situation. He describes his emotional stages in comparison to colour. He realises that he is lost in darkness because the only light which shines in his life suddenly disappeared, it was when she has gone .He cannot find himself in a ‘civilised world’, feels trapped like in cage made of concrete walls. He wants to return to the natural world, far away from complicated life and even more complex world. Struggling with himself, considering and realising that ‘the truth is only the one (…) that you can hate the truth, deny the truth but it is not possible to defeat the truth’. He goes through stages that he forgives her, but he cannot forget that he has lost his faith and his hope has gone away. The reason of this is only one; he admitted that he does still believe in love. Finally he knows that he done the right thing, he sets free somebody who he loves.
It is not a straightforward story, but I do recommend it. The other way it is very demanding story but it gives you the choice to your own interpretation, feelings, leaves you with uncertainty and at the same time force you to reflection, help you to understand particular situation in our life.






Jan Sawicki

“The Color of dreams" is a poem written by Robert Strzalko which provides reflections about life and human existence.  Generally the book is about love but the way it is written makes me think that heart and mind without love hurts. The author contemplates about significance of the truth, world and his love.  At the beginning the author shows us that our dreams can be colorful when we are in love and the beloved person is close to us. By reading this book author draws in some way the picture of girl he loves. Even though being alone he still feels as if she was present and close to him. After this few question came to my mind: What happened? Where is she ?
I would recommend this book because, in wonderful way, it shows essential part of our life, love and it's absence. The book can show us  the answer to many questions about love, existence which bothers us trough our life and the things we appreciate only when they are gone. 











Joanna Mazur, grupa B, the colour of dreams


    The colour of Dreams is a book written by Robert Strzałko is unique, not only because of its unconventional form, but also because of its thought-provoking content.
     Its style is similar to monologue, hence it is hard to name the genre of the book. The author seems to simply transformed his thoughts to the paper, that is why it is hard to understand all its plots after reading it only once. The book considers many problems of nature and existence of the human being. His thoughts circle around life, universe, humanity, love.
     The book provides also an insight of well-known themes such as prisoning of animals, war and so called rat race which are usually ignored by the people. The author often asks questions, however, he rarely answers them. He rather lets the readers to find their own answers. His monologue is very twisting. He changes the topic very quickly. One of the major plots included in the book is love to a mysterious woman. The author describes his despair caused by the absence of his beloved. It is not stated exactly whether she left him or passed away. The only thing we can be sure of that he still loves her fervently. He brings memories of her, says that she loves him and hates him the same time. He also confesses that he did something to her.
    I like the book very much because it is completely different from the previous books I have read. The author asks questions and lets them be unsolved, that is why the book is original. I find the book perfect for people with vivid imagination, who like contemplation. I think it is worth to read it.








Łukasz Drąg, gr. 2bs


“The Color of Dreams” unexpectedly takes us from the very beginning into totally Robert Strzalko’s poetry world. The way the author does it, is surprisingly interesting and undoubtedly innovative in comparison to other literature I have read or dealt with so far.
The first characteristic feature of his book is the fact that book is written in very strange way but it brings about the reader to enjoy. However, the structure allows you to return to the book and read from the moment you want because it is somehow created as a set of short stories in one long form.  In the same time poetry makes the reader  wonder about content included in the book, concerning human’s dreams, passing love, human nature and etc.
The book let us come into the world of imagination and our very own personal thoughts, sometimes charming, other time overwhelming or even depressing but there is no possible way to stay neutral and calm without any emotions. The book gives the opportunity to travel  among your own thoughts, feelings, fears, weaknesses but also the bright side of life like happiness and love.
Although I am not a fan of poetry, and the book is for sure not really the type of literature you can read and forget easily, it makes you think about something more important than everyday life but chiefly about some philosophical approach to your own and the life you lead and this is the main factor that won’t let you forget about this book.










Natalia Krężel


"The Colour of Dreams" written by Robert Strzalko is breath-taking and extraordinary book with poetic descriptions of human feelings and emotions. The form of his book resembles a couple of brief stories rather than typical poetry. However, each story is connected with the previous one when contemplated deeper.
The most important aspects the poetry deals with are love and human existence. It provides reflection on the world around us as well as offers an insight into human nature. This book takes the reader on a travel inside his soul.
First of all, the main issue on which the author tends to concentrate on is a mysterious woman who definitely plays an important role in his life. The poet paints somehow her portrait, he returns to the moment when he saw her for the first time. Although, they are not together any more, she still evokes many emotions in him.  He can still not forget about her face, her hair, shapes of her body. I would also say that the author feels her presence, as if she was with him. That is why, his dreams are probably colored.  Another aspect of the book focuses on the human existence. I have never before read a poetry that gives so many answers to the complexity of existence. The author wonders what is consciousness  and why do people dream. Thanks to making references to the universe, he gains general and ubiquitous clarity of life. The diversity of feelings is depicted here. The poet asks many questions about the philosophy of life, making the reader think about his behavior. Some questions are not answered which provokes thinking.
  In my personal view this book is worth not only reading but also understanding. I recommend this poetry to anybody who would like to look at their life from a slightly different perspective.
                                                                                                        



Radosław Niemiec Gr. 2A                              


Robert Strzałko’s “The Color of Dreams” is a set of poems which deals with questions about our consciousness, love and life.
The beginning of tome is quite exceptional, because it starts with interrogative statements, which place the reader into an inquisitive frame of mind. In this way, he/she is prepared for the intensive thinking and analysis demanded by the book. 
At the first glance this book might seem a bit chaotic (in terms of sentence structure) with lines divided with a special manner. Almost all words are entirely written with capital letters. This may suggest that every word and every sentence is crucial to understanding the message of this book.  
Within the book lies many different stories and tales, which are mostly interconnected with each other. These are written in both a conventional fashion and a disorganized style, where sometimes a single sentence occupies an entire page. There are also stories which are not written very clearly. It may suggest that the writer himself wants us to contemplate the text and meaning of certain lines/stanzas.  
Robert’s book deals with different topics, some regarded as taboos. There is something about love, death, animal instincts, living in cities and consciousness. He describes those situations as if he were a passer-by. He is neutral. 
At the end of each thought, the author finishes each piece of text with a question. This is a deliberate procedure, intended to invoke our thinking. Many lines are devoted to his beloved one. In these parts, the artist recalls times spent with his “other half”. They can’t be together even though he seems to love her very much. 
I am not into poetry, and I do not like spending long hours thinking about what author had in mind while writing a particular piece of text, but this book is nevertheless quite interesting. Mostly because it forces you to think. I am certain that every “poetry-fanatic” will love it, because of the layout, number of unanswered questions, and a great mass of metaphors.









IWONA BARSKA


“The Color of Dreams” is poetry written by Robert Strzalko. This book comprises of great number of poems that are formed as a whole. This masterpiece of art concerns universal subjects, which are: love, longing, pain. passing of time.
The main ideas of the book are loss of beloved woman and results of it. The author is full of the sorrow, he remembers the day when she died as it was yesterday, and at the same time he has hope that one day they will be together. When he looks at the sky he wonders where she is, he pines for her. The authors compares her to a star and love to water. At the end of the book they are together again and their souls are melted. In the poem we also find some refers to time. The author conveys the idea that particular moment will never occurs the second time.
I think I may compare “The Color of Dreams” to metaphysical poetry because of the feelings, thoughts that we can discover reading this book and paradoxes that appear here and that create human nature. In my opinion rightness of the words in poem can be used as the source of quotations.
“The Color of Dreams” is definitely worth reading. It is very moving and well-written. Not only the content but also the layout is very interesting. The book is special as you can read it many times and each time you find something new and this is the biggest advantage of it.









Alicja Mendychowska
Group 2B


Have you ever wondered about criteria that you personally follow when buying or at least borrowing a book? Are you attracted by its cover, price, the amount of pages, theme explored within its conent, genre, layout, or is there anything else that focuses your attention on a particular piece of writing? Imagine that you are not a bookworm. To challenge you to delve into the content of a book, you need to be truly intrigued so that your inner self resolves to zero in on it. And what if I am in possession of a book that manifestly proves it is possible to permeate all the potential recipients? Would you confide to me to such a degree that you would not be discouraged to abandon attempts to examine it, when seeing it takes a form of a poem? If I, by any chance, arouse your interest, spend some time on reading this very review.
     Robert Strzalko, an American author, has made an attempt to reveal the story of his true, deep, passionate love towards already dead lady of his heart. What makes the story both unique and novel, is that although it appears to carry a single, glaring plot it is in fact much more complex, organized and that it is a mixture of poetic diction and genre. It is structured to form various surfaces so a reader can select the most appealing one according to his preferences; let it be a poem written in a free verse, a narrative story, a philosophical writing or a loose author’s discourse, the book displays ambiguity, openness; thus, it can be find with distinct interpretations. The book which stands as a proof of the author’s aptitude for comprising diverse dimensions in a professional guise that they form a unique whole but still preserve their features is titled The Color of Dreams. 
     There are many motifs explored within the book like truth, time, water, war, belief, the universe, all of which created to make readers ponder on their essence, yet in the concept of the whole book they serve the role of aids of the more powerful theme that is love. The author gradually divulges the aspects of his love to a women who inhabits other realms no more unbounded by time. In dreams, he recalls and admires her beauty, longs for her, recalls time spent together, expresses his unshakeable despair. The journey through his memories takes a from of a soliloquy performed in a series of dreams, visions in which he compares, interprets both abstract and concrete things in terms of love.
     The title The Color of Dreams may implicitly suggests features of dreams. It is known that dreams are reflections of our mind and feelings; however, they convey them in unconventional way using distortion, exaggeration that makes them impossible to consider in a single approach. This is also true for Robert Strzalko’s The Color of Dreams which may be analysed according to various criteria. What distinguishes this very book from other writings is its particular layout. The author does not economize on using irregular line spacing which is not surely a product of his carelessness, but is either use for placing emphasis on  thoughts; thus, when inquiring: Why is it more important / To / Find the remains / Of / A / Dinosaur / Than it is / To / Feed hungry children?’, a truth that we occupy ourselves with things of slight importance, forgeting about more urgent ones is unfolded; or functions as rhetoric encouraging a reader to contemplate on his life, ‘Have you ever longed for fate / On dark, starry, rainy nights?’ It is a work full of paradoxes that, again, imply contradictions of life. As the author asserts, on one side we escapes wild but on the other side we return to nature. Does it mean then we try to escape the belief of being integral part of nature in defiance of hard evidence that we in fact are?  Quite intriguing is the treatment of water and viewing it as a metaphor of love. Both sustain our lifes, heal us, without them we are nothing, for we need them to exist. The Color of Dreams rewards ability to read between the lines, for it does not explicitly expresses all the ideas. Hence, in order to figure out that, among other themes and motifs, it also includes a consignment of a carpe diem, a reader need to notice the correlation between the nature’s circulation and the transitory nature of a moment implied by the author.
The description of his lover alternates with subjects which to some extent influences or troubles his mind yet it is more personal and vivid. The moment when the poet describes her as a star shining in the sky, I find in a bad mood. In his soliloquy, the writer says: ‘I simply / Look at the sky / Amazed / By / All I see / Sadly /There are /Too many lights / Now / For you / To Compete with’, this may demonstrate us a common belief that when a person dies, a new star borns and in this moment he unites with those who also turns their eyes into the sky to look for their relatives with melancholy and desolation; however, he believes that, ‘Maybe someday / We will be / One.’
     The Color of Dreams by Robert Strzalko is a book that I find quite precious. It really challenges readers’ minds to re-think subjects that were always considered in terms ‘out of  the question.’ It is a kind of a book that you need to back again and again, for each time you discover something new. It is fascinating how within few pages, the author places all the eternal truths about a human, nature, the universe in such a way as to provoke our open-mindedness. I can thoroughly recommend this very book because it can not only serve as a guide which we use to find the right path but also as an aid to change the hierarchy of values in our lifes, for: ‘If you believe in nothing / If you stand for nothing / Then / In essence / You are nothing.’ 









Joanna Skubisz


A Book Review – 'The Colour of Dreams' Robert Strzalko


     'The Colour of Dreams' written by Robert Strzalko is an original and outstanding book. It contains the collection of poems which together create one cohesive story. The book takes you to the world of colorful and tender thoughts about love, as well as it provokes you to think about the meaning of human existence.
     The author pretends to be a young man who falls in love for the first time, unfortunately he loses his lover (it still remains a riddle if she dies or leaves him). Although, she is not with him in the physical sense, she is still in his minds and memories. He remembers her face, body, the way of walking, smell – her beauty. The author uses simple, but subtle words to paint her portrait.
As a broken-hearted man, he ponders over human nature. He describes it in a very ironic way, however, his thoughts are the accurate ones and give a real picture of human existance. The most truthful statement in the book says that people must believe in something: love, God, freedom, otherwise our existence will be worhtless.
     In my opinion, 'The Colour of Dreams' may be a quite challenging book. It requires an open mind with lots of imagination, which aspires to find the truth about human nature. I highly recommend this book, especially under a warm blanket during the rainy weather. 









Monika Siedlecka 2a


           ‘The Colour of Dreams’ written by Robert Strzalko is a thought-provoking and I would even say intriguing book. This unusual piece of poetry presents the author’s deep thoughts about life, love and nature. He tries to share them with the reader as well as invite him to the journey of the author’s mind.
           The book consists of short pieces which bring pleasant pictures from the inner space of another human being. I think that it is very rare to find such a finely tuned instruments of poetical speech. Among of many separate ideas and feelings there is one distinct figure of woman’s adoration. Despite of sometimes raughly balanced structure of the verse eternal love towards omni present feminine element strikes with beautiful metaphore:
     ‘Her yin
     Was
     All over
     My yang’  (p. 91)
           I am not a poet expert but I am deeply enchanted by this fresh song of newly-born poetry. Although one thing has to be admitted – to understand this book fully an ordinary reader needs to read it many times. In my opinion that is the vast advantage of the book. Reading it more than once is pleasurable because every time you can discover more and set out on another beautiful journey as well.










Aneta Mindziak Gr. IIB


      If you are looking for mysterious and striking book where you can find the answers to many your questions you should definitely read The Color of Dreams by Robert Strzalko.
      The Color of Dreams is a kind of dream vision in which the author's thoughts are shown in the background of his previous experinces. This book is partly dedicated to a woman whose author really loves and who is far away from him, out of his reach. He suffers very much because of her absence. He tries to forget about her because she destroys him, but it is too difficult. The other part concerns how the author persives the world. He wonders about the sense of existence and the human position in those difficult times. He looks at it from psychological perspective analyzing surrounded him world. He asks himself questions but does not give answers allowing the reader to stop for a while and think about them.
      The book is unusually writen with somehow confusing system of versication which ordinary readers are not familiar with. The author has created a set of his thoughts and feelings characterising his psychological point of view about the world in forms of questions and separate maxims. Every page refers to new thought which makes the book gripping and fascinating. It allows us to understand ourselves and ranking us questions.
      I could recommend this book those who like to reach the inferior of onelselves. Once you have read it, you will never forget it because it helps you find the proper way and gain the distance in life.








Barbara Kijanka, 2c

    “The color of dreams” by Robert Strzalko is a unique collection of poems which leads a reader through the path of life of a man who is cogitating existence as well as spiritual values and endeavors to attain equilibrium between worldly matters and ethereal qualities.
     The protagonist is pondering the values that make life meaningful, the most essential being love, truth, and peace which together create a harmonic symphony. However, he notices the dichotomy between lyrical beauty and the omnipresent “pursuit of pleasure” of those who lack the sense of direction. Having found himself in such plight, the speaker attempts to reach balance and find answers to questions that haunt him. The recurrent theme of light, a symbol of hope and felicity, seems to be the solution.
     The book is original in its content as well as form. The writer has created a character whose scrutinies induce a meditative state in the reader as well. His soliloquies give readers the insight into his mental and emotional anxieties and consideration. A number of rhetorical questions, like “What is love?”, make a reader stop and think. Among the pages, one can find blank ones which are like tabula rasa – it depends on the reader what will be written on them.
The book’s main idea, the quest of the essence of life, is not illusory because each of us desires to feel complacent and fulfilled. The author gives a hint about that: “How can a flower open to the light if it is afraid of getting burned”
This means that we should try to make our lives meaningful instead of waiting for miracle and being timorous.  I recommend this book for those seeking a guide to introspection.
                                                                                   






Husar Justyna Gr IIA

"The Color Of Dreams"

         If you are looking for a book which is totally different from these you have already read, you should definitely read "The Color Of Dreams" written by Robert Strzalko. The book is unusual but it does not mean it is worse. On the contrary, this book is outstanding and truly makes you think. The author takes you on the journey into his world of dreams and nature.
         The whole story consists of many questions, In fact, rhetorical questions which the author tries to answer. What is more, the author makes the reader to stop for a while and think about many aspects of their life such as God, life and love. Personally I believe that it is really thought provoking book.
         The book is original mainly because of its design. What strikes me the most are the empty pages with only one sentence. That is really surprising, doesn't it? Just like the author erased piece of text accidentally. But this is what makes you even more curious about the book.
         All in all, I would like to recommend this book to everyone, even to those who are not keen on reading. I believe that the reader, especially the avid reader, will find plenty to enjoy. This book helps you to understand your place in a modern world. It is nothing short of magnificent. So do not miss it, it will change the way you see your life in today's world.








Artur Kuropas

If you want to read a book which probably is different than books that you have read so far,
“The Color of Dreams” by Robert Strzalko will be a good choice. Author of this book concentrated on two aspects – love and reality, namely people, world, universe.
    He describes his great love for a woman, about who we know very little. One thing that we can clearly deduce is that she is not present in his life now, and that he suffers from her lost.
    Author also writes about things that he observed. He describes how everything is changing and paradoxes present in the society. We can read about a mother whose son went at war, and how she prays to God to help him survive and kill sons of other mothers.
    From the beginning we know that this book is different. I believe that, it is not a common thing to do, to devote a whole page just for a one sentence. It is full of metaphors, questions and some brilliant thoughts. It really makes you think about the world, that we are living in.
    To sum up, “The Color of Dreams” book by Robert Strzalko is worth reading . I am not a “poetry lover”, but I really enjoyed reading it. This book is not easy to follow, but maybe that is why it is so interesting.     






Aneta Horochowik, 2a

"The color of Dreams" by Robert Strzalko is a beautifully written book with poetic descriptions of human feelings and emotions. This well written book consists of a set of ` rhetorical questions', and their explanation can be sometimes startling and sometimes  rather confusing. The most important aspect is that the book is like a journey - from one dream to another. Thought provoking layout of the book force reader to think about it all over again.     
The story begins with three rhetorical questions. It covers different kinds of problems which, although are different but mostly the same… It’s because of a enigmatic woman who plays a very important role in his life. Although she left him, he is still in love with her. He can’t stop thinking of her, can’t forget her.     It is curiously to go with the author across his memories about the woman he loved, certainly still loves, but it doesn’t change a fact that it makes me sad every time I read it.                                                                                              
During the process of reading I felt as the whole book is like author’s ‘a cry for help’. He is looking for any solution, which probably will cure him from this huge feeling as the love is.                                                                                                   
Maybe it’s not easy to follow the authors thought but it’s worth of trouble yourself. I guarantee you will go back to this book all over again.









Katarzyna Kurpiel


The colour of dreams is a book written by Robert Strzalko that reads like a story rather than as separate poems. Fabulous description of love connected with unusual descriptions of nature and natural phenomena.

          First page take us to the galactic and spiritual world where people, spirits and nature are dependent on each other in existence and have:
Mingles energy
       Yin and yang.     (p2)
The speaker is Receding from yesterday which means that he is thinking about the past when he was happy and in love with a beautiful girl. He describes her undecided feeling:
She loves me
She hates me
She destroys me
         Then wants me     (p7)    
He is very fascinate by her which express:
Explosing breasts
Not meant to nourish
Her flesh calls me
With eyes that dare me
To
           Not be human      ( p7)
He mention about the rain all the time which could be a metaphore for his tears. He is longing for love which he lost.

           We don’t actually know what happened with the girl, but it seems like she died unexpectedly:
Her flesh still calls me
          No longer imprisoned     (p93)
Together again
Our
Souls melted
Into
          Each other     (p93)
He is dying without her, he want to look in her eyes, touch her like before. He behave like a Romeo who rather prefer die than live without beloved woman. The speaker also want to die and get through to her.

          This is very moving and great formed story about never ending love for sensitive readers. Appropriate for couples for example as a present on Valentines.












Maria Żołnierz IIC

        Dreams are integral part of one's life. If people do not notice them, do not try to understand them then they loose a particle of themselves. Robert Strzalko takes us into his world of dreams and thoughts in his work ''The Color Of Dreams''. It is a marvelous writing which provokes one's thoughts.
       The poem consists of two planes which are connected in a very subtle way, and together create story about author's beloved lady. Mistress of his heart is not nearby. He misses her, but he knows they will meet together ''when the moon is full of light''. What is interesting, description of his love and lust is just a reason to move forward, into the deepest thoughts about mankind. The writer reflects on such questions as ''Why do we live on a planet that orbits a star?'' or ''Why it is more important to find the remains of a dinosaur than it is to feed hungry children?''.
      Interestingly enough, the poem is written in a curious way, with space after each thought. Maybe author leaves it to us, to stop for a while, and to think about what we have just read. Remarkable is the stream of thoughts and unanswered questions, like ''What is time? Where is love?'', which make one think. All these things give the impression of amazing and incredibly involving piece of writing.
       All in all, I strongly recommend this book, as it is a great source of magnificent description, surprising questions and recognition of miraculous love. I assure that everyone will read it more than once, as with each reading one can find something completely new, and this is the greatest thing about this poem.










Joanna Tucka


If you are bored with all silly romances, pseudo – intellectual stories and poems containing well – worn cliché, you should definitely read ‘The color of dream’ by Robert Strzalko.
          It’s a unique in style, form and mood poem, which takes the reader in the world of provoking questions, considerations and journey into slightly separate spheres of life, e.g. love, soul, dreams, nature etc., which in fact are tightly linked together.
The major plot focuses on author’s love of a woman who passed away. He can’t stand the fact that she isn’t on earth any more. The author remembers the time when he was still with her. He makes a lot of comparisons with love e.g. he writes that love as water cleanses, quenches, heals; that without it he ceases to exist. Love as water never dies, it only changes forms.. in this way he wants to tell us, that even though the woman of his life passed away, their love still exist, but is acting out in a different way, experiences differently.
“The color of dream” while listening to Miles Davis’s jazz made on me a quiet good impression. Not only did they fit together well, but also the music made me feel what I was reading. The book wakes our imagination, senses and keep our brain constantly thinking and that makes it well worth reading( a book is  good only than, when it stimulates our thoughts, and opinion, isn’t?) Read it either listening to a good piece of music, or in absolute silence. Just read it, but not only once – you will discover that each time your answers and thoughts are different - depending on present mood, experience etc. This book will convince you that dreams have a color – which?- it depends…










Pawel Kida


“The color of dreams”  written by Robert Strzalko is an sophisticated and original book, which procure that readers can stop for a while and escape from real world to the world of imagination. It is a set of free thoughts, which very deeply and emotionally concerns the world of dreams, love, and nature.
The form of book is very unconventional. It looks like separate poems which should be read as a one story. It is written with no punctuation but a question marks, some pages contain only one sentence. Author asks many questions concerning metaphysical problems and many of them are not answered what provokes to deep considerations. All those things might be not only surprising for the reader but also confusing, that’s why it is not an easy  book.  Robert Strzalko encourage people to stop their busy life for a moment during reading his book and start thinking about things which are important but usually forgotten or hidden deep in their minds. I could say that this book shows the reader that he should find himself in the chaos which is around him.
I can thoroughly recommend this book for people who are not afraid of discovering something new. Once you have read it, you will never forget it.










Dawid Kaszycki


     “The Color of Dreams" by Robert Strzalko is the description of the author's adventure into his world of dreams, nature and love. The author mentions about his found and lost love and contemplates about feelings such as pain, hurt and love.
     The content of the book is like an enormous, astonishing metaphor. While reading you find yourself in another world, your imagination starts to create every single detail of the poem. The poet included in his book many philosophical questions about various aspects of life as well as descriptions of many metaphysical problems during his journey through the world of dreams. It seems that all stages of the book are connected with each other creating a sensation of unity, the poem reminds us that everything in the life has a certain end, it is inevitable.
     The author created a unique format of reading the book which allows us to read it in a very short time, but reading this poem only once is not enough to understand the complexity of the author's reflections about life, love, truth and passing time. The question marks are the only punctuation marks included in the book; they do emphasize the big importance of every given question.
     "The Color of Dreams" is a book well worth reading for sensible and romantic people; although it may seem a bit confusing at the beginning I would recommend it to everyone who wants to escape from the everyday world into another, spectacular "dimension".










Dawidoff Klintonix


“The Color of Dreams" by Robert Strzalko is the description of the author's adventure into his world of dreams, nature and love. The author mentions about his found and lost love and contemplates about feelings such as pain, hurt and love.
     The content of the book is like an enormous, astonishing metaphor. While reading you find yourself in another world, your imagination starts to create every single detail of the poem. The poet included in his book many philosophical questions about various aspects of life as well as descriptions of many metaphysical problems during his journey through the world of dreams. It seems that all stages of the book are connected with each other creating a sensation of unity, the poem reminds us that everything in the life has a certain end, it is inevitable.
     The author created a unique format of reading the book which allows us to read it in a very short time, but reading this poem only once is not enough to understand the complexity of the author's reflections about life, love, truth and passing time. The question marks are the only punctuation marks included in the book; they do emphasize the big importance of every given question.
     "The Color of Dreams" is a book well worth reading for sensible and romantic people; although it may seem a bit confusing at the beginning I would recommend it to everyone who wants to escape from the everyday world into another, spectacular "dimension".










Bożena Tasior II C


“The Color of Dreams ” is a poem written by an American writer Robert Strzalko.
I must admit that I do not like poems, but I am flabbergasted that this short book is so captivating and causes unusual emotions.
          This poem is somehow divided. There are three main rhetorical questions : “ Where is love?” , “Why do we dream? “ and “ What is consciousness? “. It seems that the reader can learn the meaning of real love, life and soul. The primary plot is focused on a woman, this woman is a significant person to the author. She has died recently and he feels conflicted about the pain of his loss. The poet remembers with precision the moments when they were together, he remembers her marvelous eyes and the smell of her body. At last he writes “I’ve burnt your letters, but I wish I still had them”- without a doubt he misses her very much.  Another aspect of this poem is the power of nature.  The author warns that life is variable and there could be many events which we never expect.
         Personally, I find this book really absorbing. During reading I felt as though I knew what the next line of text would be about.  The poet so precisely and mysteriously describes a real world, a world full of lust, riddles and uncertainty. It is the first time that I have read a book which gives so many truly and unforgettable emotions.
        I strongly recommend this book, it is invaluable and absolutely amazing writing. This book detached from reality, provokes thoughts and allows you to look at the world from a different perspective.
                                                                              
                                      
                                                                                                     

Katarzyna Chmura gr. IIc

     If you are looking for a short book providing reflection about our life, you should definitely read “The Color of Dreams”. “The Color of Dreams” is a poetry book written by Robert Strzalko, who comes from Poland but lives in the USA. The form of this fascinating book is not conventional because is a set of short poems which are somehow arranged. The book is like a journey into writer’s world of dreams.
     The story of the book is extremely original – I have never read anything like it before. When I read it for the first time I was confused, but the second reading helped me to understand the plot better.
The first aspect of the book is author’s lost love; he describes a woman of his heart. Although they may not be together, he can not forget about her because he still loves her.
The second aspect provides reflection not only on many spheres of life which can be explain in different ways but also on human existence, our interaction with nature; we are part of it.
     The book is beautifully written, with poetic description of human feelings such as love or hurt. The writer asks many philosophical questions (e.g. What is consciousness? p.86), not every question is answered in the book, The author forces readers to consider deeply about human nature and his place in the universe.
     In my opinion “The Color of Dreams” is a book well worth reading more than once because each time you read it you find something new. I recommend this book to everybody with an open mind for new concepts and ideas.









Jan Dorosz


The dreams – one of the few things that remain a mystery in our lives and give each one of us a small thrill from time to time . Robert Strzalko is a writer who tries to solve the mystery of our dreams or at least take us on a right track to the answer of this puzzle. In his book “The color of dreams” he takes the reader on a wonderful and exciting journey through his dreams, where many aspects of life gather up and mix, creating that unreal yet so well known to us world.
   The book is unique, not only in words organization but also in content. The story does not provide us with any simple answers at all, but as we get from one page to another we meet new questions, new stories. It’s like a rollercoaster, you get from one world to another without too much time to think about the last one. The time for thinking is when you close the book, but to be honest with you, instead of thinking you will read it one more time. That’s why the book isn’t boring, actually to get a small answers of this riddle you have to read the whole book at least a few times.
   At the beginning, the reader is asked about the reason of existence, creating this mysterious atmosphere that is the invitation to the journey and a stimulation for your imagination. Then the journey continues. The reader is taken through different worlds: world of power and violence, nature, tranquility and many others. But there is one thing that is still unique and omnipresent – the world of love – somehow lost. It seems like a remedy to the madness, but also a beginning of it if lost. This I think is the biggest mystery in this book, which the reader has to discover and work out for his own. I will leave the rest to read.
  If you’re a person with an creative imagination or someone that likes to wake it up from time to time – that book is definitely for you. If you are an average person, I would also recommend this book to you, it will make your thinking go wild and make you a person with creative imagination.









Bernadeta


I recently read a book by Robert Strzalko entitled ‘’The color of  dreams’’. This book is unique and extraordinary. The poem is full of personal  thoughts and feelings.  Author presents us world seen by his eyes, and tells the story about woman which he was in love.
The book is full of many questions some of them are rhetorical which makes the reader to wander about the answers. The plot concerns thoughts about universe, humanity, nature, and love with the girl who passed away. Author still remembers the time when he was with the woman, her appearance, the way of walking, smell, as well as her beautiful eyes, he makes a lot of comparisons.
The writer has created intellectual atmosphere in every page of his book. Surely, this book should be read a couple of times because still we will find something new to us – some new thoughts some new things. This poem provokes thinking, it is outstanding and completely different from all books that you have ever chance to read.
 In my opinion "The Color of Dreams" is a book well worth reading. It is beautifully written and makes one think about life and the surrounding world. I really recommend to read it.









Monika Fudali Gr. IIc


     “The Color of Dreams” by Robert Strzalko is great, thought-provoking book.  It brings up such subjects as love, nature, war. The text of  this book is divided into short paragraphs so they look like separate poems, but while reading one finds connection between them and treats them as a story. This book is written in quite original style. In every line is one or very few words. At first this book makes an impression of  confusion, chaos, and lack of coherence. After first reading one wants to understand the book better so the reader is in the mood or the second reading. It makes message of this book more clear for him.
     Strzalko ponders human’s being and life in his book. He also describes woman of his heart. They are far from each other and he misses her so much. It seems that love is that what he goes by. The writer touches on problems of present-day world too. War, universe, destruction of natural environment are thoughts crowding in on him.
     He sees famine and poverty in today’s world. He asks “Why is it more important To Find remains Of  A Dinosaurs Than it is To Feed hungry children?” He doesn’t understand why people fight with each other, especially in the name of God, why they let wars to broke out. He appears to be moved by changes arising nowadays.
     The writer asks different questions that remain unanswered but he just leaves the empty space. So that the reader could answer himself. This technique gives one food for thought. Reading takes a lot of concentration and persuades the reader to reflections. Its style and mood distinguish this book between books of similar significance.
     I would recommend it because it can make one realize importance of human’s and world’s existence. Don’t miss this book, it will change the way you see love, longing and your own inner being.









Marta Jamrozik


I have recently read the book ‘The Color of Dreams’ by Robert Strzalko. It takes the reader on a poetic journey, among colors of dreams and life, that sometimes bring tears, sometimes a smile.
This book surprised me many times during the whole reading, because of the way in which it is written. There is a few empty pages with only one sentence which seems to be atypical and nothing here is so obvious just like in ours dreams. I suppose that the plot focuses on author’s love to a woman. The author’s feeling might have been unrequited and lady of his heart left him. In this book author reveal his emotions, feelings memories about his love and about many aspects of human life: war, poverty, happiness, nature. It is aimed to motivate reader to wonder about meaning of life and values of human being. This amazing book includes many questions about surrounding us world and reading it gives the chance to find the most important answers, conclusions for us.
Taking everything into consideration I must admit that it is not easy book to follow, but I recommend this book to everyone who is looking for something new, fresh and definitely thought-provoking.





                                         


               
Patrycja Gajda gr. II A


I recently read the book "The Colour of Dreams" by Robert Strzalko and I must admit I was very impressed. Besides, not only I but also my friends who read this book deemed it to be admirable. It is difficult to say what the plot is about. During the reading I felt as if I was in a totally different world, magic world of dreams. The main element to which the author draws the reader's attention is a woman. I think that she was very important to him. It seems to me that he loved her very much and she reciprocated his emotion but now she is in a different place, far away from the author. He tells the reader what he feels now, what his dreams, memories and whishes are.
     From the very beginning there is a mystery that the author reveals step by step. It is his desire for something and the reders must guess it. What I also liked about the book is its imbiguity. The author doesn't tell the reader everything, he has a free space that can be filled with his own images.
     I think "The Colour of Dreams" is really worth reading. Its mystery and beauty absorbed me completely. Moreover, there are a lot of timeless truths concerning the man and the world that surround him.
     Al in all, it was a real pleasure for me to read this book. I can thoroughly recommend it.










Magorzata Grela


The color of dreams written by american writer Robert Strzalko is an extraordinary and an out-of-this-world book that I have read recently. The form of writing is very original and unprecedented as it covers a lot of space between the lines, which I found very helpful while understanding the whole story. In general, the book presents poetic description of human feelings and emotions.
The most important regards that book deals with are love and human existence. The main aspect presented in this book is love - lost but still present in poet’s life. Poet describes a mysterious, beloved woman who left him or just passed away. Despite the fact that she has gone, she still awakens many emotions in him. The way of describing his affection that he feels for his beloved, makes readers think about their own experiences and memoirs. Another important aspect that appears in book is inexplicable human existence. Poet uses a lot of comparisons to the nature which helps readers to understand some of the metaphysical problems that people, as the society, have to struggle with.
Questions that are not always answered, make readers realize people’s weaknesses “Why it is more important to find the remains of a Dinosaur than it is to feed hungry children?” which shows humans vanity.
 The color of dreams is very worth reading book. I recommend this book to anyone who wants to open their mind and to look at their life from a slightly different view.










Małgorzata Mach Gr 2A


"The Color of Dreams" written by Robert Strzałko is a volume of poems, but they seem to form one long story.
The book begins with three quite abstract questions. It introduces special atmosphere and prepares the reader to rather not very mundane thinking.
“The color of dreams” is written in a specific way and language which may be confusing at first. Every sentence of the book seems to be very important. Every sentence makes the reader think and wonder what did the author exactly mean.
Each story of this book presents a different matter. Some of the stories are long and written in a typical layout, and some are very short and not organized as we would expect them to be. There are some stories that are not clear but it’s one of the reasons why the reader wants to read it once more to look for some answers.
Robert Strzałko in his book encourages people to stop for a moment in their busy lives and think about the values which are of great importance, but unfortunately forgotten.
He describes people's habits and behaviors as if he was an observer. He shows the irony of human life.
The poet asks many questions about the philosophy of life. Many questions are not answered which provokes thinking. The book reminds us that life is very changeable and nothing lasts forever. Among all the stories we notice a story about love. The poet brings back memories connected with his beloved woman. Although they are not together any more, he still has feeling for her.
I think the book is worth recommending to people who want to look at their life from different perspective. While reading this book, they will be able to do a lot of thinking as “The color of dreams” contains many metaphors, unfinished thoughts and questions which are not answered. It gives the reader a chance to create his/her own point of view.  It provokes to reflection on life.










Maria Jemiola


“The color of dreams” by Robert Strzalko can be easily called the volume of poetry since it consists of, at least, thirteen “poems” touching the same problem: existence of human being and unfulfilled love. Reading this amazing book, you go on a journey to the undiscovered world of a man's dreams and desires.
     The book begins with three rhetorical questions which give the basis of the general content. Then the “journey” starts. From the beginning, there is a mystery hidden behind the words. But the more time I spent thinking deeply about it, the less ambiguous the message was for me. The author, in a very subtle way, describes his beloved woman. Their love is compared with the nature- both vivifying and killing. This splendid description of a pure love is sometimes fanned by the pieces of eroticism, shown in a delicate and sensual way. Each time this absorbing portrait of author's deepest  feelings is interrupted by unpleasant and even scary memories, full of sorrow and violence.
     Robert Strzalko tells readers about his feelings and remarks about the world and life but not in a direct way. What is really inspiring, he is not imposing his own opinions. The book gives the reader “free space”- some clues which provokes further reading and using reader's own imagination.
     Although first reading of the book takes no longer than 30 minutes, it does not allow the reader leaving it on a shelf. It is like an extreme sport, the more times you do it, the more you like it. I like the book very much, nevertheless I would not recommend it to everybody. I think that only mature and experienced person can appreciate Strzalko's “dreams”.









Agata Karwańska


'The Color of Dreams' written by Robert Strzalko is a book full of personal thoughts of the author. They are so intimate that for an average reader they are really hard to follow.
The book is considered to be about life, love and destiny of the world. The author presents his impressions concerning these but metaphors used don't amaze or excite. The themes they are describing seem to be exploited to the very end by former poets.  Sometimes they even  look like lyrics taken from a song, for example:
'My soul is on fire
Burning with love
Burning for you' (56-58)
Nevertheless, few  verses make a person think and are worth remembering, for example: 
'But
If you believe in nothing
If you stand for nothing
Then
In essence
You are nothing' (27)

Being a writer gives freedom while choosing language and themes. It also exposes to the barrage of criticism. Hardly do I understand using writing method based on shattered verses (unreasonable enjambment) and blank pages left on purpose. I have a strange feeling that this poetical work would be interpreted better  if its layout was different.
'The Color of Dreams' seems to serve the author's self-need for expressing himself. Although, the reader finds himself lost too often.







Anna Szpytman


     The Color of Dreams is a poem by Robert Strzałko, consisting  some philosophic ideas and considerations concerning the life.
     The book seems to be the poetic record of thoughts of a person who is pondering the most important problems of human being, such as the reason for living, unrequited love, dreams, passing the time. The author express his feelings that are caused by those particular experiences. He shows some absurdities of the people, undermines accepted truth.
     The book is a valuable insight into a soul of a person living in a contemporary world, his concerns, feelings, doubts. It shows how important and timeless is the need to answer the philosophic questions: what is the essence of living and what for do we live. However some ideas to show people’s nonsensical behavior are not new and because of it not revolutionary or important for reader to see something from different point of view, but still it can be exciting not to discover something different but to try to understand how the same world can be seen by just another person.
     The book definitely is not a fascinating adventure through unknown spheres of the world but it is a good choice for those who seek something more than pleasures of everyday life and like to stop for a while to try to find out the sense of it.
           










Justyna Bak


The Colour of Dreams is a kind of poem which takes the reader in the world of reflection and contemplation. An author reveals us not only his thoughts, but also ask questions which make us thinking about our life.
The plot focuses on memories about his beloved woman who passed away long time ago. He keeps thinking about her and recalls images from their mutual life like it was yesterday. In the meantime, he makes an observation of the world which is full of evil. He wrote that for people it is “more important to find remains of dinosaurs than it is to feed hungry children”.
The book is quite unique in style, mood and form. Although it is written like a poem, the readers reads it rather like a story. An author’s leaves several time a space which may indicate a break for reflection. When I read it for the first time I was quite confused what this book is about but then I noticed that the more I read it, the more I can find out .
This book original plot guarantee to keep the reader absorbed from beginning to the end. Every time you read it, you will certainly discover something that previously was left unseen. So, if you like unconventional literature – you won’t be disappointed.









Marta Kielar

     Have you ever thought deeper about human mind, our emotions and the complexity of our existence? Robert Strzalko, the Polish-born, American writer, tries to deals with these themes in his book entitled “The color of dreams”. It is hard to define unequivocally the genre of the book as its form resembles a couple of brief but incoherent stories rather than typical poetry.
     The book is very ambiguous. It considers many aspects of human life, feelings and abstract values which, at this aspect, I have to agree, makes it thought-provoking, and gives the reader insight into the writer’s personal thoughts. The poem describes the men who tries to understand surrounding world and its sense, through asking questions about metaphysical aspects, mankind, love and time. ” Time, time, time passed by me The pain of what used to be But is no longer.” The plot is like a dream- very often chaotic, confusing and consists of many separated thoughts. Between them, the poet tells us about his lost love, which is eventually, the main point of the whole story. He describes the women using meaningful metaphors and some sexual innuendo. The beloved has passed away, however, she is still present in men’s heart and mind. “I remember the moment you died As though It was yesterday Sometimes I think you’re still with me In ways I don’t understand.”
     What are the strongest points of the book? It is like a journey into human mind. It’s  surrealistic atmosphere really make us contemplate about our world. However I don’t find the book very convincing. The way the author intersperses the plot make his work confusing. It is true that our thoughts are often to complicated to express them in clear way, however the form of the book and lack of punctuation make it hard to understand the content of it. I didn’t also like the style in which the author expresses his love towards the women .Ofcourse not only sophisticated words make a work good love poem, however the men’s words seem to me immature.
     In  my personal view The “Color of dreams” is not a book for everyone. Admirers of the classical poetry can be rather disappointed. I would recommend this book to those who are searching for something completely different than other books.











Tomasz Jaroch II W

The color of dreams - review


  The book titled “The color of dream” written by Robert Strzalko is one of unpopular sort of literature.  Probably this poem would never become a bestseller but it is not a target of the author.
  The book is written as a collection of separate poems but Robert Strzalko made a very impressive and reflective one story. We can read about a lot of problems which are connected each other in a some way. The author touch on problem with human life, living in a society ,and maybe the most important topic for the author, love. He tells a lot about dreams. Every kind of problem gets a color. Expressiveness of colours depends of situation. The author’s love is showed in dark colours. At the first sight the plot of the book is very enigmatic. During reading we can discover a main idea. The author asks “ why do we dream ? ”.
  “The color of dream” is a provoking book. It provokes us to reflection and Robert Strzalko shows his world through his experience. I would recommend this worth book which is sort of very important questions. It is a one the most educative book I have ever read.










Agnieszka Szpond


‘The color of dreams’ written by Robert Strzalko, who comes from Poland but lives in USA, is completely different book from the other ones which I have ever read. It provides reflection about the world, tries to woken our imagination.
The design of the book makes the impression that it is comprised of separate poems but they create one story. The author takes up the topic of love. He describes a mysterious woman who plays a very important role in his life. Her image and her values are described by using sophisticated language. The next  topic is human existence. The book reminds us that life is very changeable and nothing lasts forever.
The atmosphere of this poetry is rather melancholic. Sadness because of the loss of someone important and pessimistic. The author asks many psychological questions, some of which are answered and some are rhetorical. Thanks to them everybody can reflect for a while on the own life.
I recommend this book not only for those who are romantic and sensible but as well for people who seek the answers on questions about their own life.
This book can be read a couple of times and still we will find something new in it.
 There are a lot of metaphors, unfinished thoughts and questions which are not
answered. It gives a reader chance to create their own point of view.










Agnieszka Pietraszek


“The Color of Dreams” is a poem written by Robert Strzalko. The author comes from Poland but he lives in the U .S. A.  It is his first  published book.
       The book is like a short poems which are related together that’s why they are create one story.
     “The Color of Dreams” is focused on the most important aspects of every human being life which are feelings, emotions, and existence.  
This book provokes readers to think carefully about their life. 
       I have impression that there are two part of the book.
 First, where the author tell us about his love, about woman who was very important person for him . He writes that she loves him ,she hates him, she destroy him . The writer miss her very much an he is depressed of the fact that his love is passed away. Although, she left him, she is still in his heart.
The second part of the poem is about life, about existing.
The poet compare life with the nature and he asks questions about the philosophy of life :
            “Water comprises/ Most of my body/ Water covers/ Most
              of the earth/ For/ What is life/Without water/A/Desert? “ p.65
I think that questions asked by the author makes that readers stop for a moment and think about the answer.
       I recommend Robert Strzalko’s book because for me this book is really nice and pleasure to read even if someone do not like a poem.








         

Anna Olchowa, 2A


The Color Of Dreams by Robert Strzalko is a book which contains the author’s reflections of many aspects of life in a form of free verse poetry. If I would like to find a main  thesis, it could be difficult to do that. There are so many themes that author touches on, however, the title of the whole is significant and influences on the entire text.
The author talks about mysterious female, he mentions her in many parts of the book. We can assume that everything in book happens at night because author many times talks about stars, night, moon. In a very short poem we can find many issues. Author reveals his sensitivity to suffering of animals, cruelty of war. He notices the absurdities of our world.
The form of the poem is like dreams: chaotic, unfinished, there are many abrupt words. In poem like in our dreams appear some visions, memories, people we know.  Author ask many questions and doesn’t provide answers. It may be a task for us- readers to think about them. Although the questions may seem important, in fact, they are only repetitions of questions asked by many people in many epochs. They don’t contribute any new light for presented matters. They aren’t revealing. In many cases what he says are simply truisms. Especially, the parts when he mentions the female aren’t very good. They are banal, conventional, sometimes boring. The words: My soul is on fire/ Burning with love/ Burning for you are so often repeated in many text that they are totally meaningless now, they carry nothing new.
After reading that book I had ambivalent feelings. On the one hand the great matters concerning all mankind: creation, God, war, suffering, passing of time, memories, love. But on the other we can ask question- what innovative did he present? I haven’t found any new approach to these subjects, only commonly stated truths in a not very sophisticated form. 











Bartosz Kurek, 2A,


The Colour of Confusion

The Colour of Dreams by Robert Strzalko seems to be a poetical attempt of gainig an inner sight into a very tissue of dreams, feelings and even contracted reality that is supposedly to be shared by all of us. In this way it justifies so called “author’s licence” for being inconsistent and free of any formal bounds. Such approach could be perfectly appropriate but there are too many feeble metaphors embedded in an extremely exhausting layout. I cannot understand application of torn lines by enjambment that serves all purposes excluding melody and rhythm of the verse, if there is any.
The content of the book is so called poetry, and I am aware that we live in a world of relentless postmodernism, which could be an sufficient excuse for producing incoherent pictures from “inner space”. They tray to deal with every-day problems (loss of beloved one, pointlessness of killing each other – the best parts of the book) and higher causes like ethernal desire, admiration of the world’s beauty, etc. All of the above could stand alone as a means for conveing charm which should emanate from pages, yet unfortunately, there are no stunning metaphors. What the reader finds instead are childish challenges taken up by mature man: “Deep / Within her / Thrust / Into / A / New world / Wet / Soft / Midnight arrows / Pierce / Virgin space” (p. 87) (sic!).
We have a wide range of brilliant poets. Robert Strzalko probably would reach a prominent place in the refined array, if he was focused on the virtues nurtured by the classical authors: consistency, clearness of language and sympathy for the reader expressed by a well-posed form.










Magdalena Blejwas

Do you have enough  time in your everyday life to stop for a moment and think about  dreams?
I suppose that the answer is: No…but everyone  has  such  thoughts.. If you are looking for an original but also interesting story about men who reflect on various elements of the human condition, you should definitely read ‘The Color Of Dreams” by Robert Strzalko.
The plot focuses on…It is hard to say on what exactly…I had a different feelings and emotions when I read this poetry. The book is breath-taking and provoke to reflection on our life.  The author, who is also the main character of the story, from time to time turn to the women who was very important to him. I think that she was felt in love with Robert, but she left him . Robert very hurt. He can’t dealed with his thoughts. She will be forever in his mind…
This book is like a journey – from one dream to another. The spaces between lines helped me to understand the story better. You will spend less than one hour on reading it!  Mr Strzalko  use al lot of questions like : what it is? What should be? What could be?,   express his own dreams  which in fact, are our dreams too. It is a huge portion of reflections in a small pill.
I recommend ‘ The Color Of Dreams’ because it presents in great way reflections on time, truth, and love. The book can be the answer to many questions: What is the most important for us? What should we appreciate before we lose it? It is really worth considering.










Aleksandra Wichryk


“The color of the dreams” is a love poetry written by an American author R. Strzalko. He is an astrologer who is written in original way.
This short book is about love. Author is written about his imaginary woman.. He compares his beloved to star in the sky. Her beauty is the most important in the world. Author often refers to the ancient mythology. He enumerates different names of ancient woman. He wonder how his beloved beauty is better than their one. The plot of the  book is original and confusing. The title-dream is associated with the woman. The woman symbolize the colors of his dream. Main theme is focused on woman and her beauty. Author describes the character of his imaginary beloved as gently and supportive to him.
The language of the book is sophisticated. It is not written as a whole, there are separate pieces of the text. The book has many metaphors and epithets , which gave its content deeper sense.
I didn’t recommended this book because it is a bit confusing. The theme written about everything and at the same time about nothing. During the reading this book there are so many references that you lost plot.











Kasia Kasperska

Rich with unforgettable characters and history, intricately plotted and utterly absorbing, The Colour of the Dreams is a book written by Robert Strzalko which you have to read by reading between lines in order to understand it clearly. Reading this book through all the pages one by one does not make sense. I have to admit that one reading is not enough to understand the real message of this poem. I have gone through the book several times so far and each time I found something magic.
     The book deals with description of people's feelings, moods and desires. The author is an observer who describes people's emotions and behaviours. The most important aspect it deals with is love. The author expounds a woman in a gentle and romantic way who plays the most important role in his life. The poet suffers because she escapes but he is still in love with her. Although they can not be together any longer she still awakens many emotions in him. I was captivated by this story.
    This book has a beautiful message in it. I was enchanted by this story as it turns out that we should live every day as it was the last one because one of these days, it will be. The story shows us that we should not try to achieve success at any price because life is too short and we should take advantage of every opportunity we have to enjoy every moment in life.
The Colour of the Dreams is so gripping book that reading seemed to pass in the twinkling of an eye.
    In my opinion "The Color of Dreams" is a book well worth reading. I would recommend this book because it is the best way to stop and think about our life.










Iwona Bundyra


      'The Color of Dreams' by Robert Strzalko is a well-written poem which deals with love and human existance. The author of this book comes from Poland but lives in the USA. This book provides many poetic descriptions of human feelings and emotions.
      The plot of the book focuses on describing and presenting various feelings and emotions such as love and hurt. The author shows a mysterious woman who plays a very important role in his life. He describes her appearance, way of walking, smell and beautiful eyes. The author of the poem hurts because his beloved passed away. He shares with the reader his deep feelings and memories. This poem contains several rhetorical questions such as: Why do we dream?, What is consciousness?, which persuade the reader to think about life. The book provides us with an insight into the themes well known to us but very often ignored such as: love, nature and war. The author does not impose on the reader his own opinions on these subjects but he puts them in different light which makes the reader contemplate them and form his or her own opinion.
       The plot is quite fascinating but also dramatic because the author cannot be with his beloved. The script is touching and convincing which encourages the reader to contemplate about discussed issues. What is more, the book offers enjoyable and entertaining journey into the space with plenty of opportunities for reflection on human identity. It is sensitively written book for people who like to think about matters which are not important for everyone.
       On the whole, I would recommend it in view of the fact that it is really a good piece of poetry. I recommend this book to an open-minded, sensitive people who adores to read about love. Don't miss it, it will change the way you look at the world.