View Of Rocks And Shore Birds From The Narrator’s High Rocky Cliff.

…“As we ride I become colder, deep cold. ” (Cont Next)

One mile North of Rockport, CA. The Narrator’s “deep cold“ is certainly due to the physical cold of the weather, but there is also (Metaphoric Bridge Connection) the “cold” from the extra strain of his developing emotional disintegration. He feels it deeply, and says it this way because he wants us, as readers, to also feel the depth of these emotions, with ever increasing tension.
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