It was a dark eerie night and the moon loomed in the midnight blue sky where some few stars flickered around it. The air felt humid to the touch and yet dusty at the same time. Smog from a nearby bonfire choked the air and de-saturated the nearby environment while only flames from the fire continued to burst with colour. Encompassed by nature, people sat on logs next to the bonfire and watched the flickers of light bounce off its surrounding environment. The fire was an array of warm hues which displayed radiantly as each ombre flame danced, smiling warmth as people smiled back. Many of the plants and trees were cast into shadow and their colours were barely visible. They waved in the soft breeze, which brought with it a hair-raising chill. To the front …show more content…
The fireworks themselves would burst a spectacle of colours consisting of rosy reds, uplifting yellows, serene greens and icy blues. Each firework boomed similar to a cannon, bellowing a fierce roar across the sky and a cheer rose from the crowd below each time. People chatted, laughed and indulged in a cocktail of excitement while few others sat back and found serenity despite the commotion. Fire crackled and spat as people crunched enthusiastically on crisps and sandwiches beside it while slurping down beer of all kinds. A smell of malt and cooked meat filled the air yet dispirited temporarily with each soft breeze. The air left a salty taste on the tongue, which combined with the taste of charcoal from the fires slithering smoke. Twigs cracked as people stomped about looking for sticks to burn their marshmallows on and owls hooted in the trees above. Many of the people wore practical yet stylish clothing with earthy colour schemes that blended into the nature around them. A majority were young and went for figure hugging woollen skirts, jeans and fitted collar
The book “Fahrenheit 451,” by Ray Bradbury, is about a man, Guy Montag, who has a job burning books. When he realizes how twisted the world he lives in is, he tries to change it, although he doesn’t really succeed. In the novel, the author uses the metaphor of fire to make the narrative more interesting. When the author uses a fire metaphor, it often seems very exciting and dramatic. Additionally, they are used to show emotion. The metaphors also make the novel feel more violent.
Disasters can be so impactful; some can forever change the course of history. While many at the time thought this story would soon pass, and with it all the potential bad publicity, the story of the Triangle fire spread quickly, and outraged many people. On a beautiful spring day in March 1911 when 146 workers lost their lives, a fire would prove it could do what years of reformers had failed to do, get the government on the side of the workers. I would argue that the fire largely impacted the country. Specifically, the Triangle Fire ended up changing New York’s interconnected political and economic scene, and spurred on the creation of stricter safety codes. For the first time owners would hold responsibility for their actions. Max Blanck and Isaac Harris; being indicted for manslaughter was proof of this. Social change seemed to be spurred as well; the general public and newspapers would come back the workers of New York. Large institutions would suffer as well. Tammany Hall would be feared less and less by waves of new immigrants. The largest change brought about by the blaze would be legislation. Twenty-five bills, recasting the labor laws of the state
Fire is an intangible force that exists to burn. It has burned books of curiosity and knowledge, it has burned the blueprints that creates the individual. Ray Bradbury manipulates fire in Fahrenheit 451, he creates a dystopian society that establishes laws to prevent individuality. People who have become accustomed to these rules fall victim to their own fears and they unknowingly create barriers to protect themselves. Bradbury’s prophetic image of society through vivid depictions of fire and its purpose initiates profound interactions with the protagonist and other characters within the novel. Fire serves as a reoccurring motif to illustrate the secrets of their restricted society. In the forms
Firefighters are humans whose job are to stop a fire from houses buildings stores schools and etc. but sadly in the society of 451 it’s not like that. You create the fire. As a firefighter in the society of 451, Montag a firefighter unsure about his feelings is questioning himself. If what he is doing is right. Is Montag feeling guilty for everything he has done? The government is so strict about the rule that they will do anything to remove books and take away everyone knowledge. The government will do anything to burn books.
The symbolism of fire throughout the novel, Fahrenheit 451, symbolizes both destruction and renewal. As time went on Montag soon realizes the destruction of books was taking away key parts of a normal society. Montag’s view of fire changes throughout the novel as in the beginning he sees it as a symbol of change and in the end fire engulfs his house and he then uses it against the enemies.
People rarely read poetry anymore; countless people listen to it. Our primary form of poetry today are songs. As a result of the innumerable poetic elements found in them, song lyrics are poetry. I See Fire by Ed Sheeran has poetic merit due to its imagery, figurative language, and theme.
After a long, hard fight with the unforgiving cold, the stubborn, unnamed protagonist of Jack London’s To Build a Fire succumbs to his, arguably avoidable, frigid death, something that the author elaborates on with the protagonist’s deepest, darkest thoughts. By masterfully utilizing literary terms and diction, London creates a quote that’s subtly laced with the overall story’s theme and importance.
Fire is also referenced throughout the book as a symbol of destruction, connecting to the theme of change, but when preventing change. When one thinks of fire, they think of destruction that is the meaning conveyed from the man-made fire in the book. The fire in the society is used to burn books but on another level, it is linked to the destructive ways of the society. When looking at the women in his society, Montag sees “these women twisting in their chairs under his gaze, lighting cigarettes, blowing smoke, touching their sun-fired hair and examining their blazing fingernails as if they had caught fire from his look. Their faces grew haunted with silence” (Bradbury 92). The fire represents how the ways of the society are killing its citizens,
At the beginning of the novel, Montag considers it a pleasure to burn due to the power it gave him. For Montag, burning was the only thing he knew, and to him the only way of life. Getting to be apart of the wonderful experience of helping your government made Montag feel important, being able to help out. It also let him have control over the fire, which all means for him burning is a good thing.
A thick plume of black smoke and ash hung in the air in a heavy haze, almost completely obscuring the lurid red glow of the waning sun. Below, a cloud of grey plaster dust twisted and writhed amid the sea of debris as intermittent eddies of wind gusted by.
In the book “The Fire Next Time” by James Baldwin, there are many instances in which he uses figurative language to get his point across. This book was Baldwin's reaction to the social and racial shamefulness he saw in America. The use of figurative language allows for a more vivid picture for the audience to visualize in their minds and grasp. Many times Baldwin uses figurative language to create a picture of a concept or opinion of his and instill what he believes it looks or feels like into it. Throughout the writing the author superbly distinguishes that love, not fear, converges a society.
Understanding literary elements such as patterns, reader/writer relationships, and character choice are critical in appreciating William Faulkner's Barn Burning. Some literary elements are small and almost inconsequential while others are large and all-encompassing: the mother's broken clock, a small and seemingly insignificant object, is used so carefully, extracting the maximum effect; the subtle, but more frequent use of dialectal words which contain darker, secondary meanings; the way blood is used throughout the story in many different ways, including several direct references in the familial sense; how Faulkner chooses to write about poor, common people (in fact to the extreme) and how this relates to the opinions of Wordsworth and Aristotle; and finally, the relationship between the reader and writer, Faulkner's choice of narrator and point of view, and how this is works successfully.
We all grabbed our lawn chairs and cozied up next to the roaring red fire. I always sat a little too close, enough to where the fire burnt a hole straight through my favorite pair of flip-flops, assuring me to never make that mistake again. S’mores was all of our favorite bed time snack time and a perfect way to end the night. Every time I would roast my marshmallow until it became slightly brown, mushy, and not too hot in the center; then I 'd put it between two graham crackers and extra pieces of chocolate. One too many s’mores and a belly like later I laid back in my chair and listened as Nancy told us stories. Before going to bed Nancy told us about her favorite past times here as a child and how just like the little girl we saw fishing, she was also afraid of fishing. She told us stories about how much the campground has evolved since she was a child and how every year she promises to take us here and to keep it a tradition. At bedtime Alicia and I crawl into our tents and snuggle up in our warm sleeping bags. We talked to each other about how sad we felt that it was almost the end of summer, and how nervous we felt to start our freshman year of high school. However, our conversations ended when Nancy yelled at as from the other tent to keep quiet and go to bed. I’d fallen asleep that night to the sound of the fire crackling out and the crickets chirping
The sunset was not spectacular that day. The vivid ruby and tangerine streaks that so often caressed the blue brow of the sky were sleeping, hidden behind the heavy mists. There are some days when the sunlight seems to dance, to weave and frolic with tongues of fire between the blades of grass. Not on that day. That evening, the yellow light was sickly. It diffused softly through the gray curtains with a shrouded light that just failed to illuminate. High up in the treetops, the leaves swayed, but on the ground, the grass was silent, limp and unmoving. The sun set and the earth waited.
It was late summer. The weather was gradually changing to autumn, which was noticeably seen on the leaves that were starting to turn orange. The sun was out, but it wasn’t too hot or too cold outside. In fact, it was actually soothing; the cold wind blowing, paired with the warm sun shining above.