Jan Oskar Hansen Poems

Ratcatcher
I feel repulsed when he is near I ought to have
compassion for this cripple a twisted foot and
an arm that does not function right a beggar with
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Shades of Green
I have a green windbreaker, but it looks like
a uniform jacket I impulsively I put it on looked
in the mirror, an old general on an alpine walk
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The Disappearance
It was a hot afternoon when a big bulk carrier left a harbour
on the coast of Bengali bound for Sydney, Australia, with a cargo
of scrap iron of ships that once had ploughed the seas that had
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The Disappearance
It was a hot afternoon when a big bulk carrier left a harbour
on the coast of Bengali bound for Sydney, Australia, with a cargo
of scrap iron of ships that once had ploughed the seas that had
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Bio Mass.
I have had an intimate connection with effluence or
to use a more proper word, shit of the animal kind
I could by the aroma alone know which animal had
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The End of Poetry
I refuse, refuse to write anymore my head
is a winter turnip you can slice fry and pretend
it is schnitzel served with spinach and mashed
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Motorbike
My motorbike has been on the terrace during the winter
I cleaned it and tried to start it, alas, the battery was
flat so I tried to kick start it but gave up got to get someone
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Hatred by the Dispossessed
On the Silverberg in my home town its name came
from a poor man who found silver coin there,
he handed the coin to the police who thought he had
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The Author
A man was coming to stay with us at our little farm, this was years
ago when someone who could read the papers was an intellectual
or if not a clever dick too smart for his own good.
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The Money Note
Bad time for shipping and I had no work, slept on the sofa
in my mother’s small flat, she sat up late drinking coffee,
reading and smoking cigarettes.
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