- concentric circles, or layers of existence and sustenance;
- kites flying, or risen above the earth;
- agate, a metamorphic, or volcanic, and therefor changed and risen to a more beautiful and perhaps perfect state, rock;
- onyx, a type of chalcedony, of which "family" agate is also a member;
- the pheasant baffles me a little, as it, as a word, is not at all related, duh, to "phoenix," and I'm not getting any appropriate lead on metaphor for the marjoram or cherry wood either, though maybe the fire...;
- the bathing women and their water, like the rebirth of baptism (if a bit of a bastard usage);
- the awakening or resurgence of desire;
- and so on, yet despite all this, the city is described as treacherous, and so it must be, as its desires are never your desires and you must "do nothing but inhabit this desire and be content." Is there, therefor, no choice? Can't you just leave Anastasia, or is this some sort of metacity where everyone who is alive inhabits? Is Anastasia herself life?
From the opening paragraph above, does this extraordinarily persistent application of allusions to resurrection bely the negativity or accrete it?
- Whose resurrection is this? Or is Anastasia's treachery the fact that, despite the promise of her name, there is no resurrection or, if we're speaking Christianically, redemption or salvation, but just a desire for it, though, of course, that desire is not, could never be, hers as she offers its illusion as bate to steal you away?
- Worse, if you partake too fully of Anastasia's treasures, you believe you are enjoying yourself and even fulfilling your desires, yet you are only fulfilling her desires, and you will not rise again, like you're stuck eternally in this circle--canal? Are those concentric canals not interconnected? Wouldn't that make them a spiral, from which there would be escape, or is this pushing it? (Sheesh, sounds almost Satanic, this place--at best, entirely hedonist.)
Aside: Most like this has nothing to do with it, but the volcanic source of the episode's mineral treasures recalls the eruption in Coleridge's "Kubla Kahn."