Jan Oskar Hansen Poems

Coming War.

The sky is silent no flight overhead except screaming military jets there
are soldiers in the wood, guns at the ready. The dog that follows me on
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How mild the fall is?


I followed a track between tall, pale green cactuses, in this harsh landscape
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Dance Nocturne

August night is an abyss hotter than the day
and the wind that blows was born in hell.
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Death of a Princess

Transparent, on top of a knoll
she stood the most famous woman
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Ice Roses
Frost on windows? Not where I live now, but where
I grew up, winter windows had thick layers of ice.
And in mornings, before anyone got out of bed, I
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Fortunate Leaves.
Some leaves are dark jade and yellow, others so gleaming
pale green that you just now when they fall off trees they
will not rot on the ground but fly and join ocean, because
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How long or short is Time?

Got up early sat on a chair not reading or watching TV,
time has been running too fast lately into the sand
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The Origin

Poems begin with
a memory,
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Love.
The joy of first love
can’t be copied,
but man tries and tries
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