When you give human characteristics to inanimate or insentient things in art or writing it's called 'pathetic fallacy'. The term isn't really pejorative, but it's often used in that way. The first time my writing teacher ever warned me against using pathetic fallacy in my work I thought he was having a go at me. Which he probably was. He always seemed a little distanced, that he was unhappy about teaching housewives and dropouts the basics of grammar and punctuation. He must have especially hated how we either forgot what he told us straight away or challenged his authority on matters he obviously had more experience and knowledge in.
Last I heard he'd married one of the students, one of the neurotic housewives. She was the one who spent poetry classes reading her bad blank verse. The subject was usually her wishing to sleep with the teacher or bragging about sleeping with him. And of course we all had to pretend to have no idea what she was on about. I would have stopped going to the classes if they hadn't been at night and there hadn't been free alcohol involved sometimes. And if I'd had better things to do.
Not that my stuff at the time was any better hers. But at least no one had to pretend about not understanding it.