The expression “Then it dawned on me”
metaphor
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Please not an airport. Please not Duino Elegy I. Please not a metaphor.
Can you look in the spirit of Gertrude Stein’s saying, “One sees what one sees”?
It may be impossible. It certainly may be absurd to say “One.”
The morning flyer
The magic brain
Against metaphor. Against the economics of art.
No matter what Yeats says, the paired turbulences of air lifting living wings have more worth than all the gold in Byzantium.
The pathetic fallacy explained
It’s not an omen or a emblem, it’s an an insect. It has nothing to do with (for instance) hope. There’s a reason why the sermon is no longer a living literary genre. But
“A gleaming shaft”
The vehicle of the metaphor, 1934:
A tenor, eternally recurring:
Eat that metaphor salad and name it on the way back up, you bad druggie
Nightbird descends
