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There is a thin place where dream and event meet, a pivotal place where, as the poet John Keats once noted, the world is the vale of soul making. Robert D. Romanyshyn's life in psychology has been a journey in the world in search of those threshold places and their momentary epiphanies. Along the way he has come to realize that psychology has been more than a profession he chose. It has been a vocation that chose him. Indeed, he has expressed that, in coming to be a psychologist, he senses at times that he has been in some way following a path coded in his name, Romanyshyn, which means 'son of a gypsy.' He has been a wanderer drawn to those fringe areas where psychology spills into philosophy and poetry, where history and literature percolate with the shared collective dreams of the soul, and where the splendor of the world's simple displays can awaken a forgotten, lost and elemental sense of home. These philosophical, psychological and poetic reflections by former students, colleagues and friends, speak to the ways in which Dr. Romanyshyn's journey has crossed paths with their own. These authors join him in a return home from exile which is never finished.
This book is a collection of writing that attempts to transgress boundaries set up to limit poetic expression to formal undertakings. Discarding rhyme, iambic pentameter, and even in most cases the stanza, its less experiment than thrust, need, & method based on turning the erotic charge of life into language. In keeping with these crucial contemporary Times, the work increasingly addresses the world of politics, encompassing as it does an empathy for that seen & unseen Other. The author, coming from a myriad of experiences in the working world: years in the classroom, the factory, the library, including Time at the National Gallery of Art in Washington integrates Time spent into the subjects of the texts, elevating observations to the level of Art. See Goya, see Rauschenberg, hear Bach & Coltrane, visit Paris, Portland, Glasgow, Watts. The reader is invited along, the audience is asked a great deal of, there is no easy reading here, but the price of difficulty is Beauty, as Olson liked to quote Aubrey Beardsley speaking on his deathbed to Yeats. The barriers broken here are shards of Time that one holds in hand, turns over in mind, and ponders for future use in Life.
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