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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.
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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 • Metaphor is language that directly compares seemingly unrelated subjects; a metaphor is a rhetorical trope (figure of speech) that describes a first subject as being related or equal to a second subject in some way (similarity)
Metaphors are comprised of… • The TENOR – or the subject of comparison (what is to be compared) and… • The VEHICLE – or the means of comparison (what the subject is compared to or with)
Emily Dickinson: “Hope” is the thing with feathers— That perches in the soul— And sings the tune without the words— And never stops—at all
Some additional examples… • “Love is like a red, red rose.” (simile) • “John is a pig.” (metaphor) • “Your booty is MONEY, girl!” (metaphor) • He’s wearing such cool threads.” (metonym / synecdoche) • “My wheels are in the garage right now.” (metonym / synecdoche) • “The crown issued a proclamation banning all public religious rites.” (metonym / synecdoche)
Andrew Motion – “Veteran” (excerpt) Across the field, the wood shudders under lilac cloud which an hour ago was a bird and is now a shroud…
Shakespeare – Sonnet 18 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.
A poem to ponder… 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.
Create some metaphors-- • Love • Freedom • Friendship • Death • Beauty • Family • Betrayal