Oskar Hansen


Oskar Hansen Poems

761. Landfall 5/25/2012
762. Landscape 7/2/2016
763. Landscapes 4/12/2010
764. Language Lesson 5/20/2014
765. Language Lesson 2 5/20/2014
766. Last Request 5/4/2011
767. Late Night 4/4/2012
768. Late Night Movies 12/2/2011
769. Laughing Hyena 4/13/2011
770. Laughter 5/25/2010
771. Laughter 2 8/14/2016
772. Lavender 4/13/2014
773. Leave Us Alone 10/21/2016
774. Leaves Of Fallen Words 11/25/2015
775. Leaving Porto 8/6/2013
776. Leavings 9/17/2009
777. Lemon Tree Very Pretty 8/16/2015
778. Lena Horn 5/11/2010
779. Lepidopterist 2/7/2014
780. Less Grazing Land 10/4/2013
781. Let Us Try This Again 10/11/2015
782. Letdown 11/6/2014
783. Letter To A Young Poet 1/29/2010
784. Letter To A Young Poet Revised 1/30/2010
785. Letting Go 12/10/2012
786. Light Shoes With Straps 6/12/2011
787. Lions Of Freedom 11/27/2013
788. Listening Stones 2/8/2011
789. Log Book 1/23/2012
790. Lonely Christmas 4/9/2015
791. Lonely Fisherman 4/1/2016
792. Lonesomeness 12/13/2011
793. Long Necked Ruminant 2/24/2012
794. Long Voyage 7/24/2010
795. Long Way Home Long Way Home 2/17/2012
796. Longest Fall 6/8/2011
797. Longtidude 3/10/2014
798. Longtidude 1 3/10/2014
799. Looking For A Poet 6/29/2015
800. Looking For Heroes 1/19/2014
Best Poem of Oskar Hansen

...And It Was Her Summer

…And It Was Her Summer


“Go back to the children’s home, she said I have no work and
can’t afford to keep you” Late June afternoon she sat on a bench
with a man I didn’t know. The man smiled I didn’t like him, but
took the coins he gave me to buy an ice –cream for; I was still
hanging about so mother got up and slapped me across the face.
”Get lost you stupid boy! ” My face was burning I threw the coins
into the lake and ran away. When I stopped running it was night
and I could see sheep in a field, I was tired and cold, thought of
seeking shelter in a...

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The Blue Boat

The Blue Boat

When winter rain falls
The lake in the vale fills up
Clear as a child’s tear
Where a blue rowing boat floats
Whishing it were a schooner

When the wind blows
You can if you try see masts
And its boastful sails
As it crosses vast expanses
Of dreams and secret longings

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