The tide running with you and the sun out
How many times I've read about exploration, about getting in a boat or a ship and chancing it, and yet...
Rain refuge
It happens to be such a morning as I write this. The first chill, misty, rainy morning we've had in...
A linnet of hope
Birds are regularly used by Bronte as emblems of vulnerability or fragility - here this small creature is depicted as...
Like a burst of hope
A heartening simile in a vivid, gripping narrative of humans ground between the shifting tectonic plates of contradictory but equally...
Departing hope
A grimly compelling way to evoke a louring sky. Compare this 'departing hope' with Vasily Grossman's description of the rising...
Leaden-coloured sky
Having enjoyed a sunny afternoon, I am now looking out to a leaden-coloured sky, but it doesn't feel like a...
More plentiful than …
An ambiguous metaphor for plenty, since it is entirely subjective whether you consider hope to be plentiful or not. In...
Honeyed hope
Sounds lovely, although Erasmus uses it to refer to the hare-brained gold, elixir or immortality quests of alchemists. One more...
Barriers to hope
I like this metaphor in which a looming shape in the fog evokes a barrier to hope. Â That said, may...
A sense of happiness in the light of spring
What a beautiful corrective lens for the 'nasty, short and brutish' view of distant human lives. I did not realise...
A plain without bounds
Again, a reference to a cramped and constraining existence and her desperate need to escape its shackles.  I had remembered...
Where hope begins
At first glance this posits the last place you would think to look for the beginnings of hope: where there...
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