Our right hemisphere has the ability to make fresh connection, to speak metaphorically. F. Scott Fitzgerald didn't write, "Daisy gives the impression of being very rich." Instead, he wrote "Her voice is full of money." . . .that was the inexhaustible charm that rose and fell in it, the jingle of it, the cymbals' song of it. . ." Language used literally rigidifies; language used metaphorically, becomes fluid. It draws us not to what is there, but to what is not actually there. The elusive world of feelings becomes tangible through metaphoric leaps. (See Ch. 10 in Writing the Natural Way, 2nd ed.). Below are two writing samples made resonant with metaphor:
Tightrope Walker (Single spaced)
I am a tightrope walker in love with the tightrope,
but equally in love with the chasm below. --Marina Martin
Body Wrap (single space)
My body, my gift wrap
uniquely human, common
enough to categorize,
to protect my essence
from unwelcome prying eyes
of unwanted intruders
to entice with flashy bows
the touch of desired companions
who by chance come near.
My wrappings renew and evolve
yet have become fragile with time.
One day they will fall away
and the me within
will float into spirit.
-- S.Jazz Jaeschke
In one of the Narnian Chronicles by C. S. Lewis, a boy has a conversation about a star. The boy says: “In our world, a star is a huge ball of flaming gas.” He is answered: “Even in your world, my son, that is not what a star is, but only what it is made of." --C. S. Lewis
One winter evening, driving home from Stanford University, my 3 1/2 year-old having been in daycare, I asked her, pointing upward: "What is that?" She looked and looked, silently until I thought she had no reply. Then, decisely she said: Stars are flowers without stems.”