Canadians Poem by Peter Theunynck
Canadians
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My father said: here they lie,
the Canadians. I saw them standing
by the canal, in their grey clothing.
Endless rows, fit for the slaughter.
Shoulder to shoulder, they stood:
the slightest wind and off they'd go.
In peace. Canadians on both
sides. Here for too long
to go back. Too deep
in the ground to march away.
Translation: Willem Groenewegen, 2010.
Monday, July 3, 2017
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