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Imagery

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Transcript of Imagery

Imagery
Imagery
is language that appeals to a reader's
five

senses
.
What sense do the following
modifiers
appeal to?
rancid
luminous
crashing
searing
spicy
How many more can you come up with?


Authors use
descriptive

language
to create
sensory

details
that we can imagine sensing.

You can tell when an author is using imagery when you feel yourself
imagining

sight
,
sound
,
taste
,
smell
, or
touch
.
Let's give it a try...
How do authors use words
to engage our five senses?
The winter evening settles down
With smell of steaks in passageways.
Six o'clock.
The burnt-out ends of smoky days.
And now a gusty shower wraps
The grimy scraps
Of withered leaves about your feet
And newspapers from vacant lots;
The showers beat
On broken blinds and chimney-pots,
And at the corner of the street
A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.
And then the lighting of the lamps.
Find all the examples of imagery in the following poem excerpt.

Then, tell me what sense the example is appealing to:
His body was tubular
And tapered
And smoke-blue,
And as he passed the wharf
He turned,
And snapped at a flat-fish
That was dead and floating.
And I saw the flash of a white throat,
And a double row of white teeth,
And eyes of metallic grey,
Hard and narrow and slit.
Then out of the harbour,
With that three-cornered fin
Shearing without a bubble the water
Lithely,
Leisurely,
He swam—That strange fish,
Tubular, tapered, smoke-blue,
Part vulture, part wolf,
Part neither—for his blood was cold.
Sight, sound, smell, taste, or touch?
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