Jan Oskar Hansen Poems

A Lady Unknown
I have a photo of my grandmother, she looks so
young and beautiful, her hair glossy, but there
is a paleness about her and a sadness in her eyes,
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Ships of Poverty

Going through the Suez Canal in the fifties was
fraught every porthole and doors had to be
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November Song

No suitor knocks on her door
Her hair is white and uncombed
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Dry Months


A Dracula drought drank soil’s blood,
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Summer Wine

Summer of 1960 was the season of my life, war and poverty
had kept the family apart and for the first time…
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A world without man
Can’t exist in its vastness
A dream undreamed
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The Door of Solitude

It was the door I remember most it had been
optimistic green once but now dripped of rots
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Ancient Hamlet

Houses around me are emptying, the old reaching
the age of dying, are passing away. A timeworn man
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The Black Phone

A white feather landed on the window sill
and wondered who he had betrayed with
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Old Soldiers Never Dies.
A neighbour of mine used to be a sergeant in the army,
In his living room he had a big picture of himself,
In full uniform that had many ribbons and medals on.
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