Police Man on a White Horse

At dawn
the pale horseman arrives
in silence
through the fields
dragging in its shadow
demons and brutes,

and as death
it smothers
with sickness and sword
the morning mirth
of bedrooms and kitchens,

and In its wake
corpses are left
to later be swallowed
by meadows
in the name of a law
that never was fair.

Gerard Sekoto, Police Man on a White Horse in the Fields (1959)

Today we go ekphrastic with Melissa at dVerse who introduces us to the art of the South African artist Gerard Sekoto. Melissa has selected few of his painting and I selected the one above which I feel well my impression of both the book of revelation imagery and the South African history from the time.

April 21, 2026

23 responses to “Police Man on a White Horse

  1. I wondered who would pick that painting, Björn, and I had an idea it might be you. I know you referred to the book of revelation South African history, but your opening lines reminded me of Clint Eastwood in Pale Rider. I love the darkness in the phrase ‘dragging in its shadow / demons and brutes’, and the sounds in these lines:
    ‘it smothers
    with sickness and sword
    the morning mirth’.

  2. Your poem describes the circumstances of which the painting speak well. The bleak environment, the transparency of the rider, the dark form lunging at them speaks of death and destruction.

  3. in the name of a law that never was fair

    Often true in olden days when it was meted out according to the lawman’s fancy. Love your write Bjorn!

    Hank

  4. The backstory or analysis of this painting is disturbing as were the times. Your poem is such a powerful summary of those “demons and brutes”. Nice to have you back, sir. 🙂

  5. There is a definite darkness in these paintings and this one more than the others, hinting at the ‘demons and brutes’. The painting is quite confusing to me – much like unfair laws and treatment of other humans.

    Great write Björn 👏

  6. You captured the tone, the feel of that time beautifully. It was fascinating reading more descriptions of the art he produced. You poem is perfect.

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