Peter Theunynck

(1960 / Eeklo)

Little green spade - Poem by Peter Theunynck

A little green spade is my hound.
I hold it tightly in my hand.
I hardly ever put it in my mouth.
A little green spade is my hound.

When I sleep, it sleeps beside me.
Without a sound. It digs,
to my surprise, far deeper than me.
A little green spade is my hound.

It swims as a gun dog,
guards as a sheepdog. Never
takes a jog without me.
A little green spade is my hound.

If someone wishes to hurt him
I bark for him by choice, because
my poor little dog has no voice.
A little green spade is my hound.

Translation: Willem Groenewegen, 2010.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 3, 2017



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