fragilely bound into the house by French windows at either end.
The windows were ajar and gleaming white against the fresh grass
outside that seemed to grow a little way into the house.
A breeze blew through the room,
blew curtains in at one end and out the other
like pale flags, twisting them up toward the white frosting cake of the ceiling
and then rippled over the wine-colored rug
making a shadow on it as wind does on the sea.
(page 12)
What about this passage appealed to you and what figurative language term is used in your passage?
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ReplyDelete@Raul i choose this passage because i liked the way he described it and it created a vision in my head.
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ReplyDelete@Juan I put this picture because he mentioned a window and a nice brezee in the room.
Deletewhy did you name the poem a home breeze
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