jan oskar hansen Poems

Decisive tourist
Chancellor Adolph Hitler
Visits Paris
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The Roman Soldier


It was late evening, when walking along the walls of
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Nirvana and all that.

Since I don’t believe in heaven or the place stokers
go too- called hell- include me in your dreams when
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So, how does it go? Ship ahoy sailor boy? I was going to write
from my life at sea, of salt water and romance in tropical nights,
but I can only remember, the old seafarers, who had no other
home than the temporary shelter a cabin on a ship gave.
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The fierce midday sun rules the street, shadows
are packed, many layers thick, in arcades and
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The Sloop

In the bay a single-mast sailing vessel, a sloop, rigged
fore and aft, was anchored near the shore, I swam over
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The Fifties.

Sleet, snow, cold and dark before noon, Hitler
is living at a ranch in Argentina; that wasn’t fair,
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Hangover Sonnet

Lucifer came, brought chocolate and sweet
Drambui. My bedroom reeks of self inflicted
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The Blue River (new version)
Arabic/Andalusia poem
Al-RUSAFI (1179)
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Reflection in a Window

From my window I can see morning haze, amongst
olive trees, I also see the outline of grazing sheep.
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