The Grand Canal is the soft green seam stitched along the south side of Dublin, and the stretch from Portobello to the Dock is the best of it: still water, leaning willows, a chain of locks, and the bench where Patrick Kavanagh asked to be remembered. An afternoon walk, flat the whole way, with a poem at the heart of it.
Start at Portobello Harbour, where the canal widens into a basin that holds the sky. Coffee on Portobello Road first — the towpath sells nothing. Cross at La Touche Bridge to the south bank, the leafier side, and follow the water east. Halfway along, by Wilton Terrace, sits the bronze of Kavanagh, slumped on his bench: his sonnet on this exact spot is why the canal has commemorative seats at all. Sit with him a moment.
Past Baggot Street Bridge and its lock-keeper's cottages, the Georgian terraces close in. Mount Street Bridge, scene of hard fighting in 1916, is quiet now. The canal ends at Grand Canal Dock — willows behind you, glass towers ahead, the DART home at the water's edge.