ABSTRACT

Poets and artists have a capacity to ingest, contain and absorb misfortune that invades the internal world, before spewing it out in a pearl-coated missive of pain. Most of us, faced with unremitting,

cumulative trauma, merely attempt to shield our vulnerable inner selves by defensively hardening the social boundaries of external reality, establishing protective partitions deep inside between different facets of our psychic reality and using magical means to control the inexplicable.