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Personification

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"This little field, I thought, had swallowed so much. My best friend. My pride. My belief in myself as a man of  some small  dignity and courage. Still, it was hard to find any real emotion. It simply wasn't there. After that long night in the rain, I'd seem to grow cold inside, all the illusions gone, all the old Ambitions and hopes for myself sucked away into the mud "(O'Brien 184).

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Metaphor
Foreshadowing

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"The thing is,' he wrote, 'there's no place to go, Not just in this little town. In general. My life, I mean. It's almost like I got killed over in Nam... Hard to describe. That night when Kiowa got wasted, I sort of sank down into the sewage with him... Feels like I'm still in deep shit" (O'Brien 156).

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Personification
Repetition

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"He remembered grabbing the boot. He remembered pulling hard, but how the field seemed to pull back, like a tug-of-war he couldn't win, and how finally he had to whisper his friends name and let go and watch the boot slide away" (O'Brien 171).

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Imagery

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"Extraordinary, he thought. As he came up, a pair of red flares puffed open, a soft fuzzy glow, and in the glow he saw Kiowa's wide-open eyes settling down into the scum. Briefly, all he could do was watch. He heard himself moan. Then he moved again, crabbing forward, but when he got there Kiowa was completely under. There was a knee. There was an arm and a gold wrist watch and part of a boot" (O'Brien 149).

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Irony

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"Kiowa had been a splendid human being, the very best, intelligent and gentle and quiet-spoken. Very brave, too. And decent. The kid's father taught Sunday school in Oklahoma City, where Kiowa had been raised to believe in the promise of salvation under Jesus Christ, and this conviction had always been present in the boy's smile, in his posture toward the world, in the way he never went anywhere without an illustrated New Testament that his father had mailed to him as a birthday present back in January" (O'Brien 164).

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How does Tim O'Brien develop his social commentary on the Vietnam War through the character and death of Kiowa

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How does Tim O'Brien develop his social commentary on the Vietnam War through the character and death of Kiowa