"...pelted from above like an object of general derision."
This passage from Oryx and Crake really highlights Margaret Atwood's poetic skills, as she describes her syntax-obsessed protagonist.
The lightning sizzles, the thunder booms, the rain's pouring down, so heavy the air is white, white all around, a solid mist; it's like glass in motion. Snowman - goon, buffoon, poltroon - crouches on the rampart, arms over his head, pelted from above like an object of general derision. He's humanoid, he's hominid, he's an aberration, he's abominable; he'd be legendary, if there were anyone left to relate legends.
Generally I'm not a big fan of similes, but they're well done here.
December 29, 2013 | Permalink