The Chronicles of a Memory Cartographer: Warsaw 3

“Rites, Rituals and Backlash” Warsaw wakes restless and silvered under an early rain. Markets fill, trams jostle, and from my hotel window, the city’s rooftops shimmer like scales in a river’s dawn. I linger at the glass, recalling the story of Wars and Sawa—the fisherman and the mermaid who, in the city’s soft heart, shaped…

The Chronicles of a Memory Cartographer: Warsaw 2

“Brewing burying the Bear” They talk: delicate jabs, laughter too quick for a funereal setting. I watch Sandi glow and falter; she glances back every few seconds, tracking Kalevi among the SUPO delegation. Bartek’s touch on her arm, mid-story, lingers, unclaimed, and somewhere between promise and warning. I slip between power circles—women who run continents,…

The Chronicles of a Memory Cartographer: Warsaw 1

“On the Road & Mission anew” Spring tumbles alongside the car window as Poland balances gorgeously between thaw and riot. Green fields ripple from Gdańsk to Warsaw—birch trees shaking off winter, ditches foaming with white blossom—remind me of a Szymborska stanza: “Even a passing moment has its fertile past.” The poet knew that beneath every…