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An article like this....

"Popular romance."

I wrote something much longer in response to it. I axed most of it. Keeping this, however:

Poetry, while sometimes therapeutic, is not therapy. Poetry is not a man or woman with an MSW. Poetry is not a sulfuric hot spring. Poetry is not Lourdes. Poetry is a series of words, often with line breaks. The rest is fair game, an open ended question. But to ascribe poetry solely as a bulwark against personal dissolution--the implication being that Reetika's poetry might be construed solely as coming from this kind of motivation, which, anyone having read more than a few lines of her work, is clearly not the case--frustrates me to no end.


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