Spinning Pins

A thicket of metaphor from G. Bachelard, each stem nosing through the others:

“And the next day when I come back, walking more softly than the day before, I see eight pink-white eggs in the bottom of the nest. But how small they are! How small these thicket eggs are!”

“Here the entire tree, for the bird, is the vestibule of the nest...Thoreau tells of a green woodpecker that took an entire tree for its home.”

He quotes Jules Michelet: “On the inside, the instrument that prescribes a circular form for the nest is nothing else but the body of the bird.” And then comments: “The female, like a living tower, hollows out the house.”