POETICS&CATHARSIS

February 17, 2016

 

The winds of change are blowing steady, and I find myself hoping for a catharsis worthy of Aristotle. A true purge that originates deep from within and accelerates the healing process.

 

One that expels all pity and fear; more honorably than with tears.

 

Besides well documented benefits, the cathartic effects of writing and creating feel necessary to me once again. And here, a somewhat sub rosa location, my chronicles and poetics shall exist.

 

A shy j’accuse.

 

 

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