Pathetic fallacy/alliteration: ‘The kind of rain we knew is a thing of the past — / deep-delving, dark, deliberate’
Metaphor/sibilance: ‘ our sky -blue slates are st eaming in the sun’
Simile/onomatopoeia: ‘our yachts tinkling and dancing in the bay/ like racehorses’
‘The
Chinese Restaurant in Portrush’
Metaphor/sibilance: ‘Before the first visitor comes the spring/ softening the sharp air of the coast/ in time for the first seasonal “invasion”’
Observation/historic reflection: ‘the doors that were shut all winter/ against the north wind and the sea mist/ lie open to the street’
Symbolism: ‘an old wolfhound dozes in the sun’
Simile: ‘ the proprietor of the Chinese restaurant/ stands at the door as if the world were young’
Metaphor: ‘ watching the first yacht hoist a sail —/ an ideogram on sea-cloud’
‘Day Trip to Donegal’
Hyperbole/alliteration: ‘ the nearby hills were a deeper green/ than anywhere in the world, and the grave/ grey of the sea the grimmer in that enclave’
Assonance/personification: ‘ a squirming glimmer of gills herring and mackerel, flopping about the deck/ in attitudes of agony and heartbreak’
Alliteration/personification: ‘Around midnight we changed down into suburbs/ sunk in a sleep no gale- force wind disturbs’
Personal observation/ universal reflection
Personal observation/ universal reflection
The rain of the past is used to represent the bleak history of conflict in Ireland
The observations of Kinsale in the sunlight after rain are used to symbolise what the poet views as a more optimistic future for the entire country
Mahon describes the tranquillity of the seaside town on the first mild spring day to symbolise a wider period of transition in Irish society
The ‘opening’ of the doors represents a general openness of Irish society as a new spirit of accommodation of multiculturalism is cultivated
A cautionary note – the ‘wolfhound’ of past violence is sleeping, but could possibly awaken
Proprietor sees the same vista as the poet, but for him it is new and unusual; reflecting a new era of multiculturalism/ peace
Donegal is an enclave of the Republic of Ireland; to a Belfast Protestant’s eyes the coast is beautiful yet also slightly menacing
Keen eye for detail observing the fish in their death throes establishes the poet’s compassion for all creatures
Contrast between the untamed, enchanting Atlantic coast of Donegal and the subdued city suburbs