Welcome to poetry.mosor.pl.
This space is not a casual blog or a lifestyle diary; it is designed as a digital gallery, an uncompromised archive, and the permanent home for my literary work. It exists to wall off the raw, existential architecture of poetry from the structured world of business strategy.
To open this archive, I am introducing the foundational concept behind my debut poetry manuscript: Letter to Morisot.
The Core Interrogation: Puncturing the Veil
Letter to Morisot is a book-length, avant-garde dialogue with the ghosts of art history and continental philosophy. It begins with a refusal: a refusal of the protective, decorative textures we use to soften the human condition.
For centuries, classical art history has functioned as an aesthetic sedative. Impressionist masters like Claude Monet wrapped our isolation in a gentle haze of light and gardens. Masters like Rembrandt romanticized our mortality in warm, golden chiaroscuro.
This collection uses poetry as a scalpel to slice those canvases open. By addressing these pieces as „letters” to Berthe Morisot—the formidable woman at the center of French Impressionism—the text drags classical art into the cold, clinical reality of the 21st century. We trade soft pastels for the structural mapping of trauma. We trade comfort for a precise, mathematical anatomy of survival.
The Trajectory: From Prison to Pulse
The manuscript is structured not as a random assortment of lyric poems, but as a rigid, four-part evolutionary path. It maps a modern consciousness trying to survive its own human container:
0 _ Homo Sapiens _ → The Silent Prison
The path begins in absolute isolation. This opening framework chronicles the systematic failure of language. When words prove entirely insufficient to define the boundaries of identity, silence ceases to be a vacuum—it becomes a permanent, physical architecture built around the body.
“7 billion words, and silence is my favorite.”
I _ Homo Poeticus _ → The Violent Breakout
The rebellion. The consciousness attempts to break out of its silent trap by weaponizing aesthetics against the masters who created them. This is an iconoclastic assault on fine-art comfort, shattering the gilded frames of history.
“Lilacs will bloom in the most cruel way, terrifying Monet.”
II _ Homo Amorus _ → The Internal Map
The aftermath of the breakout. Shifting from the external canvas to the internal landscape, this movement treats emotional trauma and grief like a physical object. It utilizes massive negative space to chart the precise geometric lines and scars where memory meets pain.
“White lines marking the body of sadness.”
III _ Homo Sensus _ → The Naked Destination
The final evolutionary endpoint. Stripping away all words, filters, and artistic theories, the path arrives at the unshielded nerve endings of the central nervous system. It is a raw data capture of pure sensory input and absolute existential survival.
What Comes Next
As of mid-2026, individual packets from Letter to Morisot are currently moving through the submission pipelines of contemporary literary journals. This website will serve as the central node documenting that trajectory—housing visual mockups, structural manifestos, and publication updates.
The canvas is open. The surface is broken. Welcome to the dissection.
To track the evolution of the taxonomy in real-time, bookmark this archive or follow the visual gallery on Instagram at @letter.to.morisot.
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