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SAVING POSK
POSK - Polski Osrodek Spoleczno Kulturalny
POSK has for many years acted as the centre of Polish culture in the United KIngdom. POSK has offered a "home" for Poles fleeing the Post War regimes for political and economic reasons. It has acted as a way of keeping in touch with your Polish side, via dances, theatre,cabaret, cinema,music, eating in the restaurants and POSKLUB, sports events and just meeting people.
POSK works as a pair of charities one of which, the Foundation, supports the other, which is the public face of POSK, with grants and loans.
The audited accounts of POSK Limited, which is a Company limited by guarantee and a Registered Charity, show a cumulative loss since 2003 of about £2,700,000. The loss in capital value of the foundation over the same period is of some £580,000 with loans/grants of about £1,750,000. Essentially, both the foundation and the club are in a bad way financially. If they continue in this way they will not be feasible as ongoing enterprises and may have to be wound up, and the assets disposed of.
Mr Michalowski supported the membership fund for many years until his untimely death some years ago, which lrft a large hole in the accounts.
The current Trustees/Managers of both organisations appear to have been operating in an opaque and an ineffective manner at best. The trustees are retiring soon and will be offering themselves for re-election. POSK needs younger and more energetic people to run it in a more active manner.
We need people who are interested in preserving POSK as an organisation and as an emblem of Polish culture in the UK to become involved. Membership is £10.00 per year. If you are interested in POSK membership, and in rescuing this organisation, please join these lovely people, contact us using the form below.
MUZA
In memoriam of Mrs Michalowska
Muzo czaru, dzwieku, wrazen, wspomniem radosc, zal uroidzin.
Zrzuc to brzmienie, magii slowa, zaslon odblask, dawnych dni.
Muzo pradu, swiata, stali, ognia prawdy, wartosc drwin.
Ty zeslalas, czar swoj maly, by zatrzymac, potyeg czci.
Na klawiszach fortepianu, dzwiek posuwasz, w uczuc splot.
Rozkochujac zycie w Sobie, dajesz szanse, grzmot i wzlot.
MUZO, MUZO, dajac Siebie, zapomnialas oddac sie.
I dlaczego, tylko CIEBIE, KOCHA WIECZNIE, TETNO ZYL.
Written by Teresa Bennett
