Ekphrastic Review: Slaughter

I have a poem featured in Ekphrastic Review today! It’s based on this painting Animals in a landscape by Franz Marc (I know, him again) and it’s called Slaughter.




There came a time of blood red light,
and then the night
fell and swept away the sleeping
lowing things.
They walked into the flames,
heads full of fire,
mud mire
swallowed them,
shards whittled them,
hung them on hooked barbs
like dead cattle.

Jane Dougherty

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

33 thoughts on “Ekphrastic Review: Slaughter”

    1. Thank you, Janice. The slaughter of the first world war was indiscriminate. I think the Germans must have realised early on that the war was going to drag on for years, until Europe was bled dry, because they recalled artists from the front. Too late for Franz Marc.

      1. I was saddened to find out how young he died. And there was a second ‘slaughter’ (after his death) when the Nazis banned his paintings as ‘degenerate’.

      2. Exactly. He seems to have been a highly sensitive, compassionate man who saw the rise of German militarism and predicted how it would end. His paintings, though they are mainly of animals, are bursting with humanity and emotion.

    1. Thank you. I think I’m getting better at saying what I want to say. I’m pleased there are some places that don’t mind publishing poetry that (to my mind) has a clear meaning.

      1. Yes, that’s a good thing! I always like it when good writing is recognized–I’m often baffled by what gets published.

      2. I read a lot of poems that just don’t make sense to me, not just because of the idea, but because they don’t make grammatical sense and some of the words seem to be used inappropriately. That and the chopping up of lines, sticking some of them randomly over the other side of the page, words run together, ellipses all over the place or capitals, lower case, I written as i…. All get up my nose. Whistles and bells. No content.

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