A Greek Poem Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen
A Greek Poem
A Greek poem
We were walking uphill the mule and I it was hot
and we stopped by a spring trickling down the mountain
there was an open barrel for animals to drink.
The beast drank and drank; when I looked it was big as an elephant
and since the track we walked on was narrow it lost its balance
fell to the bottom of the hill.
When I came down it was ok if a bit hazed and we began to walk
uphill again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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