Jan Oskar Hansen Poems

Tanka
Has a telephone
Which, rings in an empty room
A let down echo
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Tanka with humour

Into my café
Came whispering elephant
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Meandering


The moon tonight looks like a golden gondola sailing on a black sea
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Love Letter Not Posted.

I got a sweet email, yes romantic as well,
something about holding hands
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Love at first sight

I joined the merchant navy at fifteen and women I met in faraway ports
lived in shady bars and pink bedrooms, had raspy voices eyes as cold
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The Mare.

Lonely horse
On a misty spring field
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Dawn.

On a night beach in Costa Rica,
behind me the light of Puerto Lemon.
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The Vanished

It was not a forest more like a few forgotten trees
by the road, they stood close together as seeking
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Wordless.

The darkness on the balcony was compact as a snowdrift
I had to push it aside to see, and saw the familiar ruin on
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Lovers End

Love is doomed to an early death, forever tinged
with sadness; even ardent lovers sense it can’t last.
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