Flew Quote by Vladimir Nabokov
““I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane; I was the smudge of ashen fluff -and I Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky.””
About This Quote
The speaker feels like a lingering, faint imprint of a lost bird, persisting in reflection.
In simple terms: I am a faint echo of a lost bird, living in reflection.
Embrace lingering memories as part of identity.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- literary analysis
- personal introspection
- art critique
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What does the “reflected sky” symbolize?
- How does this image relate to personal loss?
The metaphor may be obscure to many readers.