T.S. Eliot’s concept of the objective correlative is at play: the window, the mist, the cold glass, the sheet, the drawn fish – all these external objects express the woman’s internal state without once naming it. We feel her isolation because of the things around her, not because of any confession.
The letter-box opens like a wound.
The observer inside the room represents the safe, contained, yet often stagnant space of human thought. window freda downie analysis
The door admits no one.