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Important Update About Stanisław

We’re sharing an important update about Stanisław (Staś), who’s been a key contributor to Calmth. As of today, he’ll no longer be writing for Calmth or Wroth. This decision comes from our collective support for his creative independence, especially as he prepares to share deeply personal poetry that reflects his experiences. Yesterday, with Staś’s adoptive siblings (Aleksander, Ilya, Katarzyna),…

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You weren't there! You don't know what I went through!

Foreword / Introduction This is my first poem that’s just from my gut feelings, not like the political ones I usually write. It’s gonna be about my real emotions, so some of these poems might have cuss words, like this one does. Poem: You weren’t there! You don’t know what I went through! [Confessional poetry] You see me sitting here, not saying a word, and you think you know who I am.You…

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Governments are not addressing the bigger issue of social media

Recently, it has basically become a trend for governments to ban social media in one way or another under claims of protecting youth. Most of these are blanket bans, meaning a complete ban of everything related to social media. These bans are noteworthy for being easily circumvented, but that’s not even the biggest issue. In Australia, the government has enacted legislation to ban social media…

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Introducing our authors: Stanisław Dovganyuk-Krym

English English Polski Deutsch Español Français Nederlands About Me My name is Stanisław Dovganyuk-Krym, and I’m a 13-year-old writer from Szczecin, Poland. I communicate through written words rather than speech because I’m mute, which means I don’t speak at all. But don’t think that means I don’t have anything to say – I actually have quite a lot on my mind, and writing is how I share it…

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Not the Same Planet

Foreword I usually focus on conflicts and war in my protest poetry, because writing about the environment feels a bit cliché—so many poets already do it. But since today is World Environment Day, I decided to break my own rule, just this once. It’s worth noting that conflicts and war are actually some of the main reasons our environment is in such a bad state. Poem: Not the Same Planet…

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The World We Pretend to Fix

Foreword This is the longest poem I’ve written until today, and I know I’ll get one major criticism: not talking about the Israel-Gaza war. I did this on purpose. One of the biggest problems today is that people care more about this single war than worse stuff, like in Sudan. Did you know? In just the last 2 years, over 150,000 people died in Sudan’s war—way more than the 120,000 who’ve died…

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Złość w środku

Przedmowa Zwykle nie dzielę się swoją polską poezją, bo jest bardziej osobista niż angielskie wiersze, które piszę na tego bloga. Ale pisząc tutaj, chcę się odważyć pokazać więcej siebie – szczególnie to, jak myślę. Dlatego postanowiłem to udostępnić i szczerze przyznać, że boję się, że może się to bardzo nie spodobać. Choć może nikt nawet tego nie przeczyta, w końcu ten blog zawsze był po…

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The Sound of Silence

Foreword A month ago, I published an article titled “Non-verbal ≠ Non-Speaking” to clarify key differences between these terms. At school, my teacher criticized it, calling it discriminatory toward nonverbal people. While I may have framed points strongly, my goal was accuracy—not negativity. Professionals (psychologists, speech therapists, autism parents) validated my message, confirming…

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When Silence is a Siege Weapon

Foreword Most of the poems I’ve read, including the one I wrote myself, tend to focus more on Ukraine than on Russia, which is, without any doubt, to blame for the ongoing war and atrocities in Ukraine. We could pretend that “ordinary Russians” are not responsible, but in truth, they absolutely are. It is their government, and that is always their responsibility. This applies to every country.…

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Seven Shadows in My Head

Foreword A bit of delay since my last poem, which is because I was busy updating the layout of our 3 blog. If anything is not working as expected, please let me know through either the contact form over on Mute Moment, through X, or by commenting under one of my posts. As per the usual, a poem that reveals a part of me. This one would be known by those who have seen my recently created X…

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Meta’s child safety: flawed by design

Earlier today, my son Stanisław decided to create a Facebook account, only to be instantly hit with a suspension notice and the possibility to appeal, which caused some serious questions. The reason was stated as: “We don’t allow people on Facebook to create fake accounts.” It was something that seemed understandable at first, as we’re a very large family, so Meta might assume that the number of…

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Non-verbal ≠ non-speaking

The idea was simple, change the perspective by ending the usage of “non-verbal” and move to “non-speaking” by that taking away the stigma that those who’re said to be non-verbal experience. Simple, no problem on the horizon… right? Non-verbal/nonverbal is a term used for people who communicate through means other than words, which is a concept especially common on the autism spectrum. For years,…

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Behind the screen

Foreword The leading cause of death for people my age is suicide, and the most common reason behind it is cyberbullying. What makes this so tragic is that it’s entirely preventable, yet it’s happening more and more often. Technology, which once promised to connect us, is now revealing its darker side. We don’t live in the late 90s or early 2000s anymore, when the internet felt like a safe haven…

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The game we all win

Foreword This share was intended for International Women’s Day. Not much more to say than that. Poem: The game we all win [contemporary lyric] Her sneakers squeak like mine on the court—Swish! No “girls can’t” or “boys won’t” distortThe scoreboard’s truth: teamwork is the play.Pass her the ball—watch stereotypes sway. We’re coders, both debugging the same glitch—Her loops are lightning, my…

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The braid that became a bridge

Foreword The next chapter in my political poems:Girls’ and women’s rights—not something most boys my age are thought to care about—matter deeply to me. Freedom and dignity are universal rights; they shouldn’t be restricted by gender, ancient texts, or writings from figures with flawed morals that some claim to be divine words. No righteous god would deny people self-expression, especially while…

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Grauer Wal aus Stahl

Vorwort Das hier habe ich vor fast einem Jahr für die Schule geschrieben. Mein Deutsch ist noch nicht so gut, aber ich wollte zeigen, was mich wirklich begeistert: Ich liebe Technik – besonders Maschinen, die etwas bewegen. Züge und Autos sind okay, aber U-Boote faszinieren mich total! Warum? Stell dir vor, man taucht mit einem U-Boot – das muss total magisch sein! Auch wenn ich noch nie in…

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We Are the Knot

Borders dissolve where Alpine snow meets Aegean blue—Lisbon loans sunlight to Helsinki’s dusk,Sarajevo’s cafes brew Dublin’s rain,and every train track hums the same chord:“Alone, we’re notes. Together—anthem.” Britain? Come home. Your island is a commain Europe’s run-on sentence. We’ve missed your verbs—the “might” and “could” that once built bridgesfrom your chalk cliffs to our olive…