Was thinking this morning about writing elements, and in particular, about my own cockamamie way of using simile in conjunction with personification.
For example, in a recent poem about the wind, I compared it to a gypsy juggler. Most people would write about a gypsy juggler and compare him to the wind. It’s okay though, because I personified the wind by giving him "blue fingers scraping at the earth."
While voice certainly implements the basics with its own personality, I wonder how revealing of the writer that use can be.
Nobody really cares (or should) about who wrote something–the work should stand on its own. Unless and until, of course one becomes established and the thread of voice is present within all which is written, and therefore a likely clue or element to the piece, such as Poe on drugs vs Poe depressed, etcetera. There’s no getting the Poe out of his poetry; his work is imbued with his presence and he has indeed achieved immortality in his words.
But nothing stops the writer from looking closer and analyzing his own tendencies and twists of language. So I wonder, do I feel I understand human nature better than nature itself and simply feel more comfortable with this analogy? Or do I see nature as transient and mortal as man himself?
Or does it mean nothing at all.