The Prisoner (Das)
As the convict studies
his prison's geography
I study the trappings
of your body, dear love,
for I must some day find
an escape from its snare.
Kamala Das, "The Prisoner"
Labels: poetry
Madness need not be a breakdown. It may also be a breakthrough. It is potential liberation and renewal as well as enslavement and existential death.
—R. D. Laing
—R. D. Laing
Friday, August 12, 2022
