Jan Oskar Hansen Poems

Blowing in the Wind

Wild oats and thistles covered the track swiping at my legs
as a punishment for old sins I thought safely forgotten in
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A seafarer’s life


I didn’t want to work in a factory and get my hands dirty,
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Family Drama

A couple, in their fifties, is coming out of the supermarket,
he sits in wheelchair she pushes him along. He is grumpy,
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Short poems

On paper napkin
I wrote a haiku moment
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Yemen

It is awful poor country, with little to offer but carrots and sand.
Come to think about it very few carrots only brush land and dust.
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On my training bike, in the back yard, I won Tour de France,
it only took half an hour. In Paris they gave me red wine,
a medal and my picture in Le Monde. Then I lost it a blood
test showed I was taking Lasix 40. Again my face appeared
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Cars and donkey carts, dust and noise, heat and mob
of humanity in a narrow street...Shoving and pushing
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Do we love dogs because we can dominate them?
They do as they are told (after some struggle)
and love us unconditionally because they know it
is their only chance of survival; and after a while
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Rednecks
Long time ago when a man called Goldwater was
running for president, I was walking along a road
just outside Mobile, Alabama. What I was doing
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Burden of a Hasty Marriage.
He saw her at the cafe she a cup of cacao and eating a cream cake,
he had a sandwich with cheese and ham. She looked up and smiled,
he knew she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
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