I echo 100% what Cathy has written above. I spend most of my day-dream contemplating metaphor - how apparently obvious, how impenetrably mysterious, is the nature of metaphor. It's the pulse of all poetics, and of life, to me. If I can think of something useful to say here, I will, but till then, I will be reading this thread with all my windows and doors open.
Thanks for starting it, Janice!
Cally
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