Georgian Bay shoreline at dusk

Flat Circles,
Sharp Edges

A collection of poetry

From a frozen lake to a summertime glen, and all the way back around to the questions burning within. Poetry for people who don't know if they like poetry.

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The questions are more important than the answers, and frequently also are one and the same.

Dan

This collection dwells in the abstract and the practical, focusing on the metamorphosis of our emotional inputs and outputs throughout the turning of the seasons. From the frozen lakes of January to the dreamy meadows of April and the highest heights of August, all the way back to the beauty of October crashing down, and the rebirth of another year.

Throughout these inexorable changes, does anything ever stay the same? Family, fatherhood, friendship, even the forest itself — written against the backdrop of Grey Bruce, Ontario, these ruminations come to life like sunlight reflecting through waves crashing on rocks, and are best enjoyed — as the back cover has it — with a sunset and a scotch.

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Daniel Zuwala
About

Daniel Zuwala

Poet, writer, and essayist, living in Grey Bruce, Ontario. When he's not writing, he enjoys spending time outdoors camping, fishing, hunting, and anything else that gets fresh air into his lungs.

Other hobbies include golf, curling, yoga, chess and good book recommendations from friends. Daniel lives in Owen Sound, Ontario with his wife, son and daughter.

Selected poems

Seven ways in

A handful from the collection. The rest are in the book.

01

Sharp

Don't play with that, don't
Wave that around
You need to understand that it's
Sharp
The tip can slice, the blade can pierce
Since you're so young, you can't handle anything
Read the poem
02

January by the Lake

Outside my attic descends a fresh snowfall
Folding against my windowpane
The world is frozen
Inside with a sweater and a coffee and my books
I am warm
January by the lake
Read the poem
03

The Owl and the Crocodile

Have you ever seen a dead owl
If ever they do die, they ensconce themselves in the tree
Part of the tree
Have you ever seen a dead crocodile
If ever they do perish, the river washes them away
Part of the river
Read the poem
04

Magic Through the Years

Paper lanterns and steel dreams
Colliding on the breeze
You're never not
Right here right now
There's beauty and magic to be found in absurdity
Wizards, after all, are always
Read the poem
05

Like You Mean It

Step briskly
Like you mean it
Move as though you're alive
While you are
Never take for granted the tiny blip on the radar that is the
Truest measure of your cycle
Read the poem
06

October Whisky

The days have grown perilously short
Wet leaves on the wind, swift through sedge and switchgrass
Rhythmic turning everywhere
Tea in the winter and gin through the summer
Poured high in a Collins glass
But autumn always hints at whisky
Read the poem
07

Blond Hair

Can't sleep, thunderheads above now
In the dark
Crashing, rolling, unleashing
The sky was cobalt and pink this evening
My son's hair blond against the snow
Studying the horizon
Read the poem

Seven of one hundred and fifteen.

Daniel Zuwala holding Flat Circles, Sharp Edges
The book

Flat Circles, Sharp Edges

A debut collection that dwells in both the abstract and the mundane, the ordinary and the divine, the universal and the personal. As with many of the questions found within, the act of seeking is the point, rather than finding a conclusion.

FriesenPress  ·  First Edition, 2026
Paperback  ·  ISBN 978-1-03-835930-8
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Writing

Selected works

Essays, features and occasional pieces.