Oskar Hansen


Oskar Hansen Poems

41. A Dayat The Beach 6/3/2010
42. A Different Sonnet 1/17/2016
43. A Dog Called America 9/13/2013
44. A Dog For Sale 8/27/2013
45. A Dream Called Israel 6/19/2015
46. A Fable 1/15/2011
47. A Fable 2 5/28/2016
48. A Fairy Tale 2 7/3/2016
49. A Farming Couple 8/17/2015
50. A Female Pedophiliac 7/3/2012
51. A Fine Film Of Sadness 5/16/2010
52. A Flat In Town 6/8/2016
53. A Flying Bagatelle 11/14/2016
54. A French Visit 8/28/2012
55. A Friend In Need 4/19/2013
56. A Friendly Story 10/29/2016
57. A Glass Of Wine 3/10/2013
58. A Hole In The Sky 3/8/2016
59. A Horse Story 6/22/2015
60. A Housewife In Alexandria 10/20/2009
61. A Kinda Love Story 2/25/2011
62. A Lady Unknown 4/28/2013
63. A Lady´s Handbag 7/12/2013
64. A Landscape 12/11/2008
65. A Laughing Matter -new- 11/28/2016
66. A Left Winger 7/14/2016
67. A Left Winger 1 7/14/2016
68. A Leonine Moment 9/1/2014
69. A Letter Sent 7/25/2013
70. A Life-Time 7/8/2015
71. A Literary Magazine 8/18/2015
72. A Literary Magazine Of The American Type 8/18/2015
73. A Litre Of Wine 11/24/2008
74. A Little Sardine 11/29/2015
75. A Lizard Sonnet 7/5/2016
76. A Long Walk 8/31/2016
77. A Look Ahead 8/13/2013
78. A Love Story 11/14/2010
79. A Love Story 1 1/18/2016
80. A Love Story Too 3/17/2014
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Ronaldo

Ronaldo, The New Emperor
It is the news in Portugal, the footballer Ronaldo has won a golden football
and the country rejoices, after Eusebio died a new emperor is needed,
a hero people can look up to, one who can continue the people’s culture....
Football!
This, perhaps, is modernity, technology that and instant messages is coming
down to a game of football and a TV that has commentators who cannot stop
talking about it. The mind appears not to expand as modern skill does, oft it
little behind to the days when people asked why rivers tended to run into
the ...

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A Cigarette

A Cigarette


Dawn, yes and the mist, what else do you
expect on lake Martin early and summer?
Swamp cypress dripping with Spanish moss.
I have stopped rowing, water swirling around
Oar blades, the silence is absolute I dare not
Inhale, a bird shrieks, the lake shudders

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