Being without a computer for a few days was an opportunity to catch up with some other reading and rereading. I have become sensitized to literary devices that I had first noticed in Poul Anderson's works. For example, in graphic works by Alan Moore and Neil Gaiman:
Meteorological Pathetic Fallacy
"Thunderheads , iron-black in the blue distance. The air is suddenly dry and heavy. The sky holds its breath...
"It's coming this way. And it's a monster."
-Alan Moore, Miracleman: A Dream of Flying (Forestville, California, 1988), CHAPTER 3, p. 2, panel 7, captions 1-2.
This "monster" is an approaching storm.
"Uneasy, Mike Moran can hear it, prowling around the perimeter of their conversation. A tiger, circling, closing in...
"It's coming this way. And its a monster."
-ibid., p. 4, panel 7, caption 2; p. 8, panel 1.
This "monster" is the man with whom the viewpoint character, Moran, is conversing. Moran articulates what he feels:
"'I can tell by your voice, by the way you stand... You're not human, John. I can feel it.'"
-ibid., p. 8, panel 7, caption 1.
Scary. Maybe even more evocative than some of Poul Anderson's storm-dialogue parallels? And I have appreciated Moore's text more by quoting it here.
A Colourful Description of the Milky Way Seen from Space
"I met with Avril in deep space, her costume bright against the Milky Way's pearly blur..."
-Alan Moore, Miracleman No. 14 (Forestville, Calif., April 1988), p. 4, panel 2, caption 1.
A Future Take on Christmas
"...Christmas, when we remember all the dead gods and lost mythologies, and exchange presents."
-Neil Gaiman, Miracleman No. 20 (Forestville, Calif, March 1991), p. 3, panel 1.
Each of these passages reminded me of Poul Anderson to whom we must soon return.
Kaor, Paul!
ReplyDeleteAnd I recall how, in "Ramble With A Gamblin' Man," mention was made of people celebrating Christmas in the asteroid belt, in the world of TALES OF THE FLYING MOUNTAINS.
Ad astra! Sean