Behind the prism of the soul, a poetry collection sheds light on (un)known (co)feelings.
Kaleidoscope…
Toy in a tiny tube that using
the light produces pulsating, repeating images.
Inside, mirrors. Mirrors of the ego that
they multiply and distort it.
Except, the world in its physical form,
with light, but also with a lot of darkness...
A severe panic disorder, a spontaneous one
and uncontrolled reaction of the inner self,
gives the trigger for a conscious and controlled
descent into the deepest ego.
A naked ego, without unnecessary clothes
of social contracts. Exactly as it is.
A plunge into places dark, places at
which most of us are afraid to enter,
fearing what we are about to face.
An ongoing effort to conquer what lies behind and beyond the face and body with which we happen to walk through life.
A poetry collection consisting of 32 poems.
Small nuggets, spoils of a journey within the one constant companion.
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