The Emigree Flashcards
There once was a country… I left it as a child
- Ellipses, creates a caesura, indicating flashback or exploration of past memories. A moment of thought.
- anecdote- idealistic view- fairytale stories
but my memory of it is sunlight-clear
- Pathetic Fallacy, this concept of sunlight creates a positive image which juxtaposes her understanding as an adult.
- The sunlight may be a metaphor for how she only sees it in a positive light.
which, I am told, comes to the mildest city.
Aside, draws distinction between experience and what the speaker has heard.
my original view, the bright, filled paperweight.
- Metaphor, the idea of the city as a souvenir, shiny and unrealistic. Shallow as her childhood memories.
- Metaphor for how the happy thoughts are keeping her connected to the city she once loved, weighed down on it.
It may be at war, it may be sick with tyrants,
- Personify the city to create the sense that it has been infected but can recover, almost hopeful yet deluded idea.
- She doesn’t outright say it’s at war which represents the idea that she wants to hold onto her idealistic views
but I am branded by an impression of sunlight.
- Connotation branded often conveys sense of marked for wrongness, repetition of sunlight.
- “impression” implies it doesn’t feel like the exact thing but its the best she’s going to get.
- The memories left an imprint on her.
The white streets of that city, the graceful slopes
- Connotation, of innocence and purity- idealistic views
- assonance
glow even clearer as time rolls its tanks
- Personify, time to emphasises its relentless and destructive nature.
- her idealistic views get clearer and her realistic views fade.
and the frontiers rise between us, close like waves.
- Juxtaposes, aggressive imagery ’frontiers’ with the purity of nature ‘waves’.
- simile- barrier
Soon I shall have every coloured molecule of it.
Metaphor, linking the memory of the city with tiny traces, to emphasise the value and preciousness of the memory.
but I can’t get it off my tongue. It tastes of sunlight.
- Synaesthesia, the blur between taste and vision, the jumbling of senses in order to show the confusion of memories and emphasises with repetition the clearly flawed but joyous nature of the memory.
- The joy of speaking her language.
but my city comes to me in its own white plane.
Personify, expanding the metaphor, perhaps suggesting that others have also fled, bringing with them the culture of her ‘city’ the ‘white’ links to this surreal and innocent quality.
It lies down in front of me, docile as paper;
Metaphor, emphasises the open and emptiness but also the vulnerability.
I comb its hair and love its shining eyes.
Personify, she treats the memory with almost child like tenderness, reflects her own memories of childhood linked to the city.
My city takes me dancing through the city
The reconciling with her past memory and current understanding, though her past she tries to view the present. Her past city identified as ‘dancing’ the modern one as with ‘walls’ Juxtaposing identities.