Paul CelanRush of pine scent (once upon a time), the unlicensed convictionthere ought to be another wayof sayingthis.
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rush of pine scent (once upon a time),the unlicensed convictionthere ought to be another wayof sayingthis. The ability to tell the difference between the natural smells of a place is one of the most important skills a person can have. It allows you to know what something smells like before you even get to it. In this quote, the speaker uses the smell of pine trees as a way to describe a betrayal. The pine trees line the hills that surround their small town and, through the years, people from all over have come to love those pines.
However, then there is a group called “the vigilantes” who wanted to take down those pines for their own reason. The vigilantes attack the pines and use them as a way to express their hatred towards those pines, which is why they are called “unlicensed conviction”. When you have a love for something you want to protect it from anyone who would do harm to it, but if someone attacks your love then you will go out fighting them as if they were the one doing harm to your love.
Source: Glottal Stop
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