| Quote #1 Among twenty snowy mountains, |
You could imagine this opening as a scene in a film that begins in a huge white landscape and slowly zooms in on a tiny black speck until the blackbird comes into view, and then keeps zooming until the whole screen is filled with the bird's eye. See! It twitched!
| Quote #2 The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds. |
Little did we humans know, but there's the equivalent of a Broadway show going on at every moment out in the nature. The random activities of nature are compared to bit roles in a theatrical performance. The speaker views nature through the eyes of culture.
| Quote #3 Do you not see how the blackbird |
This section implies that a blackbird is just as good as some hoity-toity "golden bird." When you think about it, the value of gold is really cultural: we think of gold as beautiful because it's rare and exceptional. We often neglect the commonplace beauties that can be found everywhere.