Peace Without Parsing
Let's workshop this poem about about achieving inner peace in the quiet of the wilderness (psychosynthesis) as opposed to on the therapeutic couch (psychoanalysis)
Peace Without Parsing In the boring quiet of tousled jungle psychic spiders can no longer be ignored—and yet if one caves in to that quiet (resisting the urge to fill it), those spiders over the months (beyond pleather-couch sessions of gouged analysis) become welcome in the synthesis.
