Created by eimearkelly3 about 6 years ago
There was a sunlit absence.The helmeted pump in the yardheated its iron,water honeyedin the slung bucketand the sun stoodlike a griddle coolingagainst the wallof each long afternoon.So, her hands scuffledover the bakeboard,the reddening stovesent its plaque of heatagainst her where she stoodin a floury apronby the window.Now she dusts the boardwith a goose's wing,now sits, broad-lapped,with whitened nailsand measling shins:here is a spaceagain, the scone risingto the tick of two clocks.And here is lovelike a tinsmith's scoopsunk past its gleamin the meal-bin.
Resonance for Heaney
Helmeted - simplistic (child's view)
senseshoneyed --> noun converted to verb
move from inside to outside
nostalgiasenses --> visual + aural
The door sends out it's shape in heat - child's view
Change in tense (increases impact - makes what he's describing more immediate)
serenity, calm, quiet, bliss, home is a place of peace, no rush, no hurry, no bustle
comes to a conclusion about his past EPIPHANYthis for Heaney, encapsulates love on every level (can be found in the ordinary, even though it's not visible it's still shining)
Imagery'sunlit anbsence''helmeted pump''water honeyed''floury apron''the scone risingto the tick of two clocks'
Simplistic - child's view'helmeted pump''plaque of heat'
Senses'her hands scuffledover the bakeboard'' the scone risingto the tick of two clocks''the reddening stovesent its plaque of heatagainst her where she stood'
Nostalgia'each long afternoon'
Techiques --> outside to inside past to present(timelessness)'the sun stoodlike a griddle coolingagainst the wallof each long afternoon.So, her hadns scuffled over the bakeboard...''there was a sunlit absence....... now she dusts the board'
Unromanticised'...sits, broad-lapped,with whitened nailsand measling shins
Calm, homely, safe, comforting, stillness, tranquility, warmth, nurturing, nourishment.'here is a spaceagain, the sonce rising to the tick of two clocks.'
Simile'...the sun stoodlike a griddle coolingagainst the wall.''And here is lovelike tinsmith's scoop sunk past its gleamin the meal-bin'
Epiphany'And here is lovelike a tinsmith's scoopsunk past its gleamin the meal-bin'