“Poetics of the Marginal Resonance: Manifesto of a Creator of This Era”
Photo: Gabriel Ganiarov “Poetics of the Marginal Resonance: Manifesto of a Creator of This Era” Here is my testimony: I am not a producer, I am not a sound engineer, nor a musical-systems programmer. I am a poet. And as such, I embrace the breath of language—not as an instrument of domination or consumption, but as a tremor seeping through the world’s cracks. On that shifting threshold where algorithm and emotion brush against one another without fully touching, there has arisen—without permission and without doctrine— a current I call the Poetics of the Marginal Resonance. This movement was never decreed; it was never ratified by institutions nor sanctified by canons. It gestated in the invisible flesh of exile, in the fleetingness of digital echoes, in the stubbornness of a voice that refuses to dissolve. It is not a manifesto seeking followers, but a cry that recognizes itself as a passing trace. Marginal Resonance is not a genre, not a style, nor a technique. It is an existential s...