Oskar Hansen


Oskar Hansen Poems

761. Journey To Lisbon 2/18/2009
762. June Picture 7/6/2009
763. Junk Friday 11/26/2016
764. Just An Idle Poem 5/10/2011
765. Just Another Sunday 6/28/2015
766. Just Another Tanka 7/28/2011
767. Just One More Cigarette... 10/24/2011
768. Kabul Weather Forecast 4/14/2011
769. Kaleidoscope Of Life 1/26/2014
770. Kathmandu 5/22/2015
771. Killing Field 5/6/2009
772. Kimono 8/20/2010
773. Kiss Of Death 12/14/2012
774. Knife Man 1/11/2010
775. Lack Of Rain 10/26/2009
776. Lack Of Tolerance 4/10/2015
777. Lady And The Tramp 10/30/2008
778. Lady In Red 11/3/2015
779. Lamentable 11/8/2009
780. Land Of Honey And Milk 5/9/2012
781. Landfall 5/25/2012
782. Landscape 7/2/2016
783. Landscapes 4/12/2010
784. Language Lesson 5/20/2014
785. Language Lesson 2 5/20/2014
786. Last Request 5/4/2011
787. Late Night 4/4/2012
788. Late Night Movies 12/2/2011
789. Laughing Hyena 4/13/2011
790. Laughter 5/25/2010
791. Laughter 2 8/14/2016
792. Lavender 4/13/2014
793. Leave Us Alone 10/21/2016
794. Leaves Of Fallen Words 11/25/2015
795. Leaving Porto 8/6/2013
796. Leavings 9/17/2009
797. Lemon Tree Very Pretty 8/16/2015
798. Lena Horn 5/11/2010
799. Lepidopterist 2/7/2014
800. Less Grazing Land 10/4/2013
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...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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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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