So that’s what’s wrong with me.

Synesthesia is a word that my brain has been looking for for a long, long time. I stumbled into this article based on the keywords I read in the headline (poetry… neuroscience… tree-climbing). It basically discusses a concept in writing/poetry/art/expression/etc. of metaphor as a use of bridging the gap between two things that are, for all intents and purposes, fundamentally unrelated. Or to put it more succinctly:
metaphor is just a convenient shorthand for the connection of unlinked cognitive phenomena.
The way I’ve experienced this, and the reason my brain’s been seeking a word for the experience, is what I’ve been calling “the push.” It’s that moment that you are paused, awaiting the proper formation of words and ideas in your brain, and you give a conscious “push” and the words come through, often combining adjectives with nouns that are… unconventional, to put it simply.
For example, “his hands were shaking, an orchestral stutter of triplicate drum rolls.”
Ok, so that wasn’t the best example. But that’s what came out when I “pushed” it. The bridge between the “unlinked cognitive phenomena”.
Still don’t get it?
Eh. Read a book. Or a poem.