METAPHOR. Engineering a NEW REALITY with words…. Metaphor. Aristotle praised metaphor as “the greatest thing by far” for poets Ezra Pound called apt metaphor “the hallmark of genius” But what IS metaphor—and why the heck is it so great?. Metaphor.
Engineering a NEW REALITY with words…
“Hope” is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all
Across the field, the wood
shudders under lilac cloud
which an hour ago was a bird
and is now a shroud…
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?Thou art more lovely and more temperate.Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,And often is his gold complexion dimmed;And every fair from fair sometime declines,By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed.
But thy eternal summer shall not fadeNor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st.
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
I'm a riddle in nine syllables,An elephant, a ponderous house,A melon strolling on two tendrils.O red fruit, ivory, fine timbers!This loaf's big with its yeasty rising.Money's new-minted in this fat purse.I'm a means, a stage, a cow in calf.I've eaten a bag of green apples,Boarded the train there's no getting off.