The Early Purges
I was six when I first saw kittens drown.
Dan Taggart pitched them, 'the scraggy wee shits',
Into a bucket; a frail metal sound,
Soft paws scraping like mad. But their tiny din
Was soon soused. They were slung on the snout
Of the pump and the water pumped in.
'Sure, isn't it better for them now?' Dan said.
Like wet gloves they bobbed and shone till he sluiced
Them out on the dunghill, glossy and dead.
Suddenly frightened, for days I sadly hung
Round the yard, watching the three sogged remains
Turn mealy and crisp as old summer dung
Until I forgot them. But the fear came back
When Dan trapped big rats, snared rabbits, shot crows
Or, with a sickening tug, pulled old hens' necks.
Still, living displaces false sentiments
And now, when shrill pups are prodded to drown
I just shrug, 'Bloody pups'. It makes sense:
'Prevention of cruelty' talk cuts ice in town
Where they consider death unnatural
But on well-run farms pests have to be kept down.
I chose this poem because the descriptive language makes
it very visual and the reader feels part of the experience. Heaney uses
his own experience to deal with the universal issue of death and animal
cruelty.
The
title of this poem was clear and struck me. Purge is a very strong word and
carries many negative associations. It was clear from the beginning the dark
mood of the poem. Seamus describes in great detail the experience “soft paws
scraping like mad” "like wet gloves they bobbed". He appears to have hardened
to the death of the animal and now "I just shrug bloody pups". He
then says tongue in cheek "it makes sense". I don’t think Heaney
believes that. The last line
is very important. I think this was a good way to end the poem as it allows the
reader to think how we really control the animal population and are there
better ways.
I like this poem because it develops your
capacity for empathy and allows to think about how we deal with the animal
population. The descriptive language helps the reader to feel part of the
experience.
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