In this second collection of poetry, Kozumplik enters the maze. This is the sticky hive; this is the trickle of tears, happy and sad. This is the apple to be bitten; the harvest of the sex of flowers.
Readers say ‘silken thoughts traveling through the seasons and space’
‘His short poems are exquisite’
‘Blissful, endearing, punchy and fun’
‘this volume is a slow therapeutic breath’
‘Nothing trite here. Well worth the read! Looking forward to reading more’
‘Honeycomb Poems is healing’
perfectly slows you down to consider the aspects of life we should all spend more time thinking about.
Thomas Kozumplik has a retired U.S. Army officer for a father and a riding (horses) instructor from Wiltshire for a mother, so he is from Atlantis. Although he was an extremely naughty boy at school, he now has an MA in Philosophy, which allows him to teach peoples of all nations. His hobbies include playing the harmonica and discussing Spiderman comics in Czech. As a boy he planned to be World Emperor, although it now seems clear things are not going according to plan. Thomas was once upon a time a decent rugby footballer. He is, and has always been, the world’s best Stratego player. Ever. Thomas lives with his trusty Staffy guru, a Chinese spy and 26 lovely fish.