"The defences we had developed against the oppressor could only be discussed in the secret room, among others of our kind, as we poured fountains of a wine that was like our shared blood and held out our hearts that were like scraped sparrows."
— Lockwood, Patricia
Author
Date
February 21, 2019
Metaphor
"The defences we had developed against the oppressor could only be discussed in the secret room, among others of our kind, as we poured fountains of a wine that was like our shared blood and held out our hearts that were like scraped sparrows."
Metaphor in Context
The defences we had developed against the oppressor could only be discussed in the secret room, among others of our kind, as we poured fountains of a wine that was like our shared blood and held out our hearts that were like scraped sparrows. But lately we had lost a sense of this secret room. We were among our kind, yes, but where were the walls? There, standing in a doorway that contained all space, the oppressor listened in, gripping a bottle of our shared blood by the neck in his hand. One of the sparrows shook loose from us and flew; his eye was the first, the fastest to follow.
(p. 12)
(p. 12)
Categories
Provenance
Reading
Citation
Patrica Lockwood, "The Communal Mind," London Review of Books 41:4 (February 21, 2019): 11-14. <Link to www.lrb.co.uk>
Date of Entry
02/22/2019
