Poetic Justice

           I always find it quite compelling when authors include a sense of poetry that allows me to expand my imagination on what is happening in the text. Morrison was superb at including many lines that held so much imagery that basically drew a picture of the scenes in this novel. The way she described the seasons made me feel like I was experiencing each of them.
            As he described the Winter portion, Morrison exclaims:
         "Winter tightened our heads with a band of cold and melted our eyes. We put pepper in the feet of our stockings, Vaseline on our faces, and stared through the dark icebox mornings at four stewed prunes, slippery limps of oatmeal, and cocoa with a roof of skin". (61-62)

             I thought this part of the text was very significant because she describes winter in a way we can all for the most part, relate to. As the days get colder, and fall turns into winter we pretty much bundle up and try our best to stand the cold. As she uses metaphors to explain how winter hits us so abruptly and how the cold air presses against our skin, I'm sure we can all relate to these feelings. When the cool breeze hits our eyes and they begin to water and tear up, is what she means by our eyes melting. I like the way she uses such figurative language to describe that. And we all know the feeling of having to put extra lotion on during the winter because everything gets dry! So the line about Vaseline on our faces was very amusing to me. The nights come earlier, and the mornings are darker and that's when it usually feels the coldest. I think Morrison hit the target with this description of the brutal yet cozy in a way vibe winter brings.