Do-Now: Why do photographers take pictures? Why do so many people go to galleries

to view these pictures? What effect can a great photograph

have on you, society, or the world? Finally, how does this idea connect to

authors and literature?

The Seven Types of ImageryWhat are they? Why do author’s use them? How can they help us to better interpret literature?

The Seven Types of Imagery Visual Auditory Olfactory Gustatory Tactile Organic Kinesthetic

Visual ImageryA visual image occurs when a poet or author represents something through sight

On the next poem, let’s identify visual images…

Visual ImageryWoman with Flower

I wouldn't coax the plant if I were you.Such watchful nurturing may do it harm.Let the soil rest from so much diggingAnd wait until it's dry before you water it.The leaf's inclined to find its own direction;Give it a chance to seek the sunlight for itself.

Much growth is stunted by too careful prodding,

Too eager tenderness.The things we love we have to learn to leave alone.

-Naomi Long Madgett

“The Scarlet Ibis”

Find two sentences within the story that are examples of visual imagery

Do-Now: Share, with your nearest neighbor, the

visual image you found last night for homework.

Choose the best one between the two, and be prepared to share it with the class.

Auditory ImageryAn auditory image occurs when something is represented through sound

On the next poem, let’s identify auditory images…

Auditory ImageryIF TREES COULD DO AS WE...If trees could talk as we,

Oh, how they would echo

Earth’s praises;

If trees could sing as we,

Gee, how they and we would

Harmonize a sweet song of

Spring breezes;

If trees could walk as you and I

With dances of lift and light;

If trees could, then we could

Imagine of them, their life, their soul,

In our minds and hearts;

And spare of them their life for us.

-Frederick Douglas Harper

Do-Now: Either on your power point notes or a

separate sheet of paper, construct an example of a visual image and an auditory image.

Along with each, include an explanation of how it links to the definition of imagery.

Olfactory ImageryAn olfactory image occurs when a poet or author represents a smell

On the next poem, pair up with your nearest neighbor and highlight or underline as many examples of olfactory imagery as you can…

Olfactory ImageryMessy RoomWhosever room this is should be ashamed!His underwear is hanging on the lamp.His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.His workbook is wedged in the window,His sweater's been thrown on the floor.His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.His books are all jammed in the closet,His vest has been left in the hall.A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.Whosever room this is should be ashamed!Donald or Robert or Willie or--Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,I knew it looked familiar! -Shel Silverstein

Do-Now: Individually, read the definition of

Gustatory Imagery, then flip to the poem “Taste of Summer” and underline as many gustatory images as you can.

For two of them, include a brief annotation that answers the following question: What effect does the poet intend for this image to have on the reader?

Gustatory ImageryA gustatory image is the representation of a taste

On the next poem, highlight or underline a gustatory image, then share your findings with a partner. While doing this, be sure to underline any they found that you may have missed.

Gustatory ImageryTaste of SummerCrushed leaves and grass tasty tangy smells of summer Trees are full and plushFruits are succulent and ripeThe Gulmohar bright and proudsways in the brisk warm breeze. Lazy silent afternoons are intoxicating; Balmy winds refresh the evening walkersThirsty birds skip from branch to branchlooking for water troughs.fearless rowdy boys are at playthe sun doesn’t dampen their playful spirits.As the dusk falls inthe timid ones venture out.I know the rains are round the cornerthe brisk winds will soon be moistI take a deep breath and try to drink the summer.-Swati Goswami

Tactile Imagery

A tactile image is the representation of touch

On the next poem, highlight or underline two tactile images, then share them with a neighbor…

Tactile ImageryMy Papa's WaltzThe whiskey on your breathCould make a small boy dizzy;But I hung on like death:Such waltzing was not easy.

We romped until the pansSlid from the kitchen shelf;My mother's countenanceCould not unfrown itself.

The hand that held my wristWas battered on one knuckle;At every step you missedMy right ear scraped a buckle.

You beat time on my headWith a palm caked hard by dirt,Then waltzed me off to bedStill clinging to your shirt. - Theodore Roethke

Organic Imagery

An organic image is the representation of an internal sensation

Examples: hunger, thirst, pain, longing, regret, etc.

On the next poem, let’s identify organic images…

Organic Imagery“Hope” is the thing with feathers     Hope is the thing with feathersThat perches in the soul,And sings the tune without the words,And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;And sore must be the stormThat could abash the little birdThat kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chilliest landAnd on the strangest sea;Yet, never, in extremity,It asked a crumb of me.

-Emily Dickinson

Kinesthetic Imagery

A kinesthetic image is a representation of physical movement

On the next poem, work with a neighbor to see if you can locate five kinesthetic images…

Kinesthetic ImageryMONGOOSETheir steps are quick and low,Fastly scooting they often go,Minding their own business of the day;A friend of man and woman they are,Kindly and cute animals by far;Mongooses, how beautifully they stroll

Along;Mongooses, how beautifully they stroll

Alone;Their brown coat glistening in the sun,Creatures of charm on the run.

-Frederick Douglas Harper

Partner Practice Now you will receive a two-sided set of

two poems. With a partner, using only the first

poem, “egg horror poem” by Laurel Winter, highlight and label as many different images as you can.

Independent PracticeNow, on your own, label as

many different images as you can in W.H. Auden’s “O What Is That Sound”

Exit TicketChoose any image from an earlier poem we have used. Record the title, poet, image (direct quote), and type of image.What is the poet’s purpose in including this image?What feeling does this image evoke?How does this image enhance your understanding of the poem [or lit. or concept] and its deeper meaning/theme?

egg horror poem small white afraid of heights whispering in the cold, dark carton to the rest of the dozen. They are ten now. Any meal is dangerous, but they fear breakfast most. They jostle in their compartments trying for tiny, dark-veined cracks- not enough to hurt much, just anything to make them unattractive to the big hands that reach in from time to random time. They tell horror stories that their mothers, the chickens, clucked to them- meringues, omelettes, egg salad sandwiches, that destroyer of dozens, the homemade angel food cake. The door opens. Light filters into the carton, "Let it be the milk," they pray.

 But the carton opens, a hand reaches in- once, twice. Before they can even jiggle, they are alone again, in the cold, in the dark, new spaces hollow where the two were. Through the heavy door they hear the sound of the mixer, deadly blades whirring.  They huddle, the eight, in the cold, in the dark, and wait.-Laurel Winter

O What Is That SoundO what is that sound which so thrills the earDown in the valley drumming, drumming?Only the scarlet soldiers, dear,The soldiers coming.

O what is that light I see flashing so clearOver the distance brightly, brightly?Only the sun on their weapons, dear,As they step lightly.

O what are they doing with all that gear,What are they doing this morning, morning?Only their usual maneuvers, dear,Or perhaps a warning.

O What Is That Sound (cont’d)O why have they left the road down there,Why are they suddenly wheeling, wheeling?Perhaps a change in their orders, dear,Why are you kneeling?

O haven't they stopped for the doctor's care,Haven't they reined their horses, horses?Why, they are none of them wounded, dear,None of these forces.

O is it the parson they want, with white hair,Is it the parson, is it, is it?No, they are passing his gateway, dear,Without a visit.

O What Is That Sound (cont’d)O it must be the farmer that lives so near.It must be the farmer so cunning, so cunning?They have passed the farmyard already, dear,And now they are running.

O where are you going? Stay with me here!Were the vows you swore deceiving, deceiving?No, I promised to love you, dear,But I must be leaving.

O it's broken the lock and splintered the door,O it's the gate where they're turning, turning;Their boots are heavy on the floorAnd their eyes are burning.

-W.H. Auden