"Soon the countryside began to merge into shapes I vaguely recognized, it became more and more familiar until what I saw through the window coalesced with the images I had in my mind's eye."
— Knausgaard, Karl Ove (b. 1968)
Work Title
Date
2009, trans. 2012
Metaphor
"Soon the countryside began to merge into shapes I vaguely recognized, it became more and more familiar until what I saw through the window coalesced with the images I had in my mind's eye."
Metaphor in Context
Soon the countryside began to merge into shapes I vaguely recognized, it became more and more familiar until what I saw through the window coalesced with the images I had in my mind's eye. It felt as if we were driving into a memory. As if what we were moving through was just a kind of backdrop for my youth. Entering the suburbs, Vågsbygd, where Hanne had lived, the Hennig Olsen factory, Falconbridge Nikel Works, dark and grimy, surrounded by the dead mountains, and then to the right, Kristiansand harbor, the bus station, the ferry terminal, Hotel Caledonien, the silos on the island of Odderøya. To the left, the part of town where Dad's uncle had lived until recently, before dementia had taken him to an old folks' home somewhere.
(p. 275)
(p. 275)
Categories
Provenance
Reading
Citation
Karl Ove Knausgaard, My Struggle, Book One, trans. Don Bartlett (New York: Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2012 [2009]).
Date of Entry
01/08/2016
