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Dead Meat
An ekphrastic poem
Did you dare to tell them
how you really felt inside?
What folly — when you’ve seen
them rip others
limb from limb before.
So it didn’t matter
how far and fast you ran
for the dogs were
always faster, more determined
salivating at the thought
of their teeth in your flanks.
Now you’re swinging in the wind
a stick to hold your ribs apart,
your heart already gone.
And you’ll only be a spectacle
for as long as it takes
the blood to dry,
the pointing fingers to tire,
then you’ll be last week’s delight
a rotting carcass for
the dogs and blowflies.
(from “The Queen’s Deer” 1990 — painting by Arthur Boyd)
Ekphrasis is the term for a poem inspired by a work of art.