The two poems I am going to compare are Mid-Term Break by Seamus Heaney and Death Be Not Proud by John Donne.

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LISA FLEMING

The first poem I am going to study is a poem by Seamus Heaney called Mid-Term Break.

Seamus Heaney was born in County Derry into a farming background. He attended St. Columb’s College in Derry where he was a border. Heaney went on to win the Nobel Prize for Literature.

The poet’s title Mid-Term Break is somewhat ambiguous as it would suggest a holiday of some sort, whereas, the poem is actually about the death of Heaney’s young brother who was killed in a tragic accident.

The thoughts of death are brought to the fore almost immediately as the poem begins with a funeral note in line two:

‘…counting bells knelling classes to a close.’

The word ‘knelling’ reminds the poet of the church bells tolling for a funeral.

In the second stanza we are aware that the tragedy which has occurred is different as funerals usually did not disturb his father in the way that this one had.

Heaney recalls the embarrassment he felt when the adults sympathised with him and paid his deference saying ‘they were sorry for my trouble.’ This seemed to perplex him as it was a reversal of roles.

There is a sense of alienation in the forth stanza when he heard the whispers of the neighbours, apart from his mother’s hand in his. His mother seems to be trying to control her emotions but is clearly outraged by what has happened.

When Heaney’s brother is returned home, the poet refers to his brother as a ‘corpse’. This seems to suggest that Heaney is emotionally detached but it could just be a case of denial.

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Heaney injects a note of tranquillity to the poem when he describes the ‘snowdrops’ and ‘candles’. This description adds a sense of peace and goes someway to softening the tragedy.

The body of his brother does not seem to have been damaged apart from the poppy bruise, but this is not really seen as part of the boy because he is ‘wearing’ it.

The poet’s feelings are understated in this poem until the final devastating line, which leaves us in no doubt about the bitterness felt by Seamus Heaney.

‘A four foot box, a box for every year.’

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