Jan Oskar Hansen Poems

Working class Soldier.

Don’t blame the TV it is what you want, so smile to the camera;
whatever you do don’t show a picture of a mutilated alien soldier,
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Haiti

A heap of bodies a humid, tree less killing field?
Raw unrestricted pictures, it is like being awake
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Greetings

The lone star beer was ice cold, turned my teeth into
glaziers. My mind froze as polar bears hunted seals
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End of the Line


Old man, yes, you who walk near the houses on the pavement
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Worker Ants

Parallel along the path I followed an ant track.
I joined the ants, there were many all carrying
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Shining Light


Sometimes light in Algarve is too sharp I can see
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A Village in Iberia


Drove to the village where I was born, hadn’t been there
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A Summer Night.


A Bergman movie had an old man running in
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Senryu

Perfect rose shivers
Fears being picked at dawn
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The Gallery Owner

He had been to the doctors
nothing could be done, they are
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