Pete's Poetry

Peter Liptak with coffee and laptop in Swakopmund, Namibia 2009
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Coffee and a Laptop: What other superpowers do you need?

Posted by Peter Liptak in Poetic Inspiration, Caffeinated Contemplations

Peter Liptak with coffee and laptop in Swakopmund, Namibia 2009

On Beginnings

Eleventh grade exposed me to an altogether different breed of educator; a man named Jon Rondesvedt, who bursting with enthusiasm for history, philosophy and the classics, issued us a challenge: turn in a typical paper or compose a poem. A daring dyslexic, I accepted…He beamed at my first foray, while his endless wonderawakened in me thatinescapable enthusiasm for the written word, thatlove of travel,and thatpassion forteaching.

Wanderlust came early in my imaginings, but a singular poem by Langston Hughes stirred my spirit to action. It was Dream Variation and much as Hughes had done in 1923, I struck out that summer, discovered languages and unexpected inspiration in unfamiliar cultures and odd little towns of Europe, found work in Freiberg, made my way to Matala…and found words in the languid stretch of sand, the leap from caved cliffs and that single demitasse of fine, unfiltered Greek coffee that was my respite each day. Since then, poetry has been my urge and my ache, my aspiration, my identity.

On Exile and Experience

Having earned my street cred in university as a preschool teacher, waiter, massage therapist, dishwasher & dance instructor, I determined that teaching was my ticket to the world, finished a TEFL certificate and moved abroad. 20 years as an expat has taught me much about language and about life.I found in Seoul a source of inspiration, linguistic and otherwise, and completed an MA in Korean Studies, exploringitshistory and poetry, while acting, teaching, copywriting and publishing through Exile Press.

As a traveler, I bring a catalog of stories to share; as a translator and sometime linguist, an outsiders understanding of the beauty and complexities of the English language;as a teacher, understanding of the classroom dynamic and an ability to inspire students;and as a publisher and constant creator, some real-world experience in the business of books. It is my hope that theseexperiences willallow me to contribute to the program and to my peers. Returningfrom self-imposed exile for a new journey of discovery-to poetry, to home, I’m excited by the prospect of penningnew projects.

On Poetry

Is poetry in the mind or in the heart? A journey of verse should take us somewhere unknown and yet somehow familiar, on a walk through the dark heart of words to the edge of truth, to the verge of vexation then back again, toa place newfound and fresh. Subscribingto the idea that,as Thoreau put it, “How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live,” I went out and experience the world. Now, combining thoseexperiences and a willingness totear down and rebuild my composition skills, makes this the time to begin. 

Though my workis largely lyrical, as an essentially self-taught poet, I tend to ramble and overreach inalliteration. I hopeto simplify and to uncover truths that will resonatewith readers from more experienced poets and fresh-minded peers,and to strengthen my narrative sense. 

Eager to immerse myself in a community of like-minded creators, I hope to help foster more interaction between writers, designers and even animators, by interweaving poetry with art and multimedia to reach those who otherwise might shrink away from the idea of poems on a page. Bringing poetry to the masses is something that I believe is far more achievable than most reckon.

Feel free to contact me to collaborate peter@exilepress()com

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Sitting at Starbucks

Posted by Peter Liptak in Poems, Caffeinated Contemplations, A little Burst o Truth, My Travels

(this is not about Starbucks the ubiquitous; it's about a certain place, certain personalities, people that know my drink and have my mug at the ready, people that are happy to see me -- that Starbucks in Itaewon central, that Starbucks is gone now...)

Every day,
laptop laden,
I make my way
to inspiration way,
a soft-cushion destination
for some deep-seated thought.

Sitting at Starbucks,
half aware of the chatter
of the chit-chat girls
And the coffee shop gangnam guys

The table circles
The pseudo art, the big green sign
The walkers in, the loungers
Work and distraction

Muzak in the back
Of my mind

I feel as if I am
swimming in the fish tank
of coffee culture
writing wet

On the be right back
Realizing that belonging can be nice
in this overly independent state of being

I say I, I-I-I—I, I-I-I—I
Just got to be
Sipping latte’s to be free
Of the day’s dedication
To open-laptop contemplation
To indifferent dedication

The tragedy is I can’t stay
late into the night, but I may
be back in the early morn
for the bright feel and the
Welcome to that simple-syrup sweet Starbucks smile.

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Goodbye Korea

Posted by Peter Liptak in Poems, The East, My Travels, Caffeinated Contemplations

Visa hot in hand... 'merica here we come!
But when will we land? And what will become
of the friends who made this place home, those expat alum...
How do you say goodbye to 20-year associates,
to the long friends, the Seoul mates that made this place almost home?

And where will their fates take them? Beyond borders to what will be from what has been...
I will keep you in heart and head, remember all I heard and and all unsaid,
the things we did, the beer we had, the late nights kalbi fed.
To the runners and the drinkers and the thinkers, to the sometime (by-my-side) sinners,
to the incessant selfie girls' subway sessions and it's kimchi soju stench,
to every ajjuma in all her color, the sticky-rice culture, to the traffic - yes, somehow I'll miss you too.

So with tangled ends still untied. Making' knots and dotting dots. Still much to be clarified...
(When will the mad dash subside?), I bid you friends a fond farewell.
I'll await your knock at my door. And for those I return to, it is my pleasure to tell...
so glad to see you once more!

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How NOT to make New Year's Resolutions

Posted by Peter Liptak in Caffeinated Contemplations

Celebrate Yourself Celebrate Yourself

By now you must have tired of all the constant Tra-la-la of Christmas music, the hangovers of year-end parties and, ahem, good cheer. Then in a mirrored moment, you realize that the time has come for shedding holiday pounds and making New Year’s resolutions. Many others will tell you how to make and keep your resolutions, for a slimmer, healthier, happier you, but I say resist the urge!!

As the end of 2008 draws near, I hear general intimations of resolve:

  • I’ll study more.
  • I’ll exercise and lose weight.
  • I’m going to quit smoking (~again).
  • I’m going to work harder, earn more money, etc.
  • Blah, blah, blah!

Or more specific declarations:

  • I will study my ass off and get all A’s next semester
  • I’ll be more patient with my deadbeat brother-in-law when he drunk dials and wakes the kids

Or more positive (yet even more implausible) affirmations like:

  • I’ll enjoy life more.
  • And (my personal favorite) I’ll fall in love and get married this year.

How many New Year’s resolutions have been left by the wayside, homeless and unwanted, begging by the roadside only a few weeks, days or even moments into the New Year? Why trudge haphazard into an uncertain transformation, only to slip back into bad-habitsville.

Then there are those who think they should advise us on how to accomplish these monumental tasks. Doling out tidbits as they sit on their high horse smoking like a chimney about how to make or keep resolutions for the New Year. They’ll tell you things like:

  • Be realistic (if you were really realistic, you wouldn’t even think about the New Year in these tight times as it will only give you a headache.)
  • Set achievable goals (how about give me five bucks – that’s achievable)
  • Be specific (yeah, like get a job, ya loser!)
  • Find alternatives to a behavior (huh?)
  • Don’t do what you think you ought to do or what others expect of you. (OK, so you resolve to what – eat more Twinkies (RIP)?)

If you must do something new to welcome in the New Year, don’t berate yourself… Celebrate Yourself!

Rather than getting frustrated with unattainable goals, take some time to reflect on all you’ve accomplished in the last year. Then find ways to facilitate a continuation of those things that you’ve been doing well and the things you love doing. If you really love all night Breaking Bad binges or dancing naked, own it! Enjoy the New Year – when the throbbing pain of the celebratory hangover subsides – and revel in the purity of being yourself, whoever you are.

And for those slackers out there – yeah that means YOU – if you really want to change your life, to get out there and sweat, to awaken a new part of yourself, to do that Dead Poet’s Carpe Diem thing, then if you are really ready, don’t wait for an artificial day on the Roman calendar, do it now, today, this minute! And do something really Earth-shattering. Don’t just change yourself… change the world, even if it is only by bits and pieces or in fits and starts.

On the other hand, if you’re just peachy with the way things are, and satisfied with your progress through life, then sit down, relax and coast through 2016. After all, the next year is full of promise. As for me, I intend to relax and feed my coffee addiction. Stick to what you know and be comfortable with yourself in the new year.

And as my friend said, “I’m gonna smoke more, drink more and watch more TV.” So “Smoke up Johnny,” if you really wanted to quit, you never would have started in the first place. Leave the resolutions to those with real resolve!