I don't feel I've arrived home until I get on the beach. All my life, the theater of the sea has been a very strong thing.
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She's a rare vase, out of a cat's reach, on its shelf.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote compares a woman to a unique and valuable vase, suggesting her rarity and the care needed to appreciate her beauty.
Derek Walcott's quote emphasizes the uniqueness and value of the woman being described, likening her to a rare vase that is not easily accessible, similar to how rare treasures are kept safe from harm. The metaphor suggests that like a fine vase, she deserves admiration and protection, and that her beauty and worth are acknowledged from a distance to ensure her preservation.
Themes
RareVaseBeautyValueProtection
In practice
Example use cases
During a toast at a wedding, you might say, 'Like a rare vase on a shelf, may her beauty always be cherished.'
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