Do Now: Describe your favorite place without saying the location/what it is. If you don't have a favorite location, think of a place that makes you happy. In your description, be sure to… 1. Appeal to the 5 senses. • What do you see at this place? • What do you smell when you are there? • What sounds do you hear? • Is there anything you can physically feel? • Can you taste anything while there?
My skin tingles as the heat of the sun touches it. My bare feet are buried in the grainy, warm ground. I hear the distant sound of birds chirping, circling in the sky, as they look for lunch and the laughing screams of children. The smell of salt and fish fill my nostrils with a hint of French fries. As I walk further, my feet become cool, engulfed by a cold, wet, blanket. I close my eyes, and listen: swoosh. Where is my favorite place? What words/phrases helped you to figure this out?
Imagery Feature Menu What Is an Image? Imagery in Poetry Practice
What Is an Image? An image is a word or phrase that appeals to one of our senses. Images can help us • create a mental picture • hear a sound • feel texture or temperature • taste a sweet, sour, or salty flavor
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What Is an Image? Listen to this excerpt of “The Shell” by James Stephens and imagine the scene he describes. And straightway like a bell Came low and clear The slow, sad murmur of the distant seas, . . . . And in the hush of waters was the sound Of pebbles rolling round, For ever rolling with a hollow sound. And bubbling sea-weeds as the waters go Swish to and fro Their long, cold tentacles of slimy grey. —from “The Shell” by James Stephens
What Is an Image? Quick Check And straightway like a bell Came low and clear The slow, sad murmur of the distant seas, . . . . And in the hush of waters was the sound Of pebbles rolling round, For ever rolling with a hollow sound. And bubbling sea-weeds as the waters go Swish to and fro Their long, cold tentacles of slimy grey. —from “The Shell” by James Stephens Which words appeal to the sense of hearing? sight? touch? [End of Section]
The bass made my heart skip with each beat as I felt its vibrations travel from my feet to my ears. The crowd, sweaty and sunburnt, screamed the lyrics into the air back to the stage. It was dark all around us except for the strobe lights that flashed red, yellow, blues, and purples. My heart sat in my throat, and my palms were sweaty as I clutched the hot, silver bar that pressed against my chest. I lay back in the seat, my eyes squeezed tight and my breath short as I felt my body move forward and closer to the sky. I was shaking with excitement and anxiety. Slowly, we bumped and creaked higher, until suddenly, I was sitting upright and the wind was blowing ferociously in my hair as we plunged downward. I couldn't feel the bottom. The salty goodness filled my lungs and I moved my arms in a dancing motion across my body, causing me to glide along the blue-green jello that engulfed me. Birds sang in the distance, and fish kissed my feet. The sun was shining bright against the blue and white sky. Cars were blaring their horns from every direction like angry lions. The buildings around me rose so high that they disappeared into the clouds. Around me, people bumpercarred off one another, racing to the doorways of their destinations. The dusty ground created a beach in my sandals. An odor, a combination of rotten eggs and hot, steaming garbage, filled my nostrils. I reached for my saddle, and pet Nacho's mane. She neighed, nuzzling her face next to mine. I stroked her soft, silk-like hair. We sat, waiting for our turn to reach the red-domed building. We were both going to need a shower. The track was a black, circular, concrete river. It was so hot, the air simmered above the ground. We sat on the wooden stands in the audience, listening to the growling of the metal machines down below. Their engines roared like the king of the jungle. Within seconds, the mobile monsters zoomed past us in blurs of red, blue, and yellows. Who would win? ! PRACTICE