It’s almost as if the “poetic moment” is a
suspension of time, in time. That is, this interruption allows for a spontaneity
in the creative impulse to slash through the stark and monotonous ticking of
the clock. The, aesthetically charged, then opens up imaginative possibilities
for us to be in contact with that which is beyond, while we remain tethered to
what is within. Fascinating !
Friday, April 6, 2018
Friday Musings - April 6
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