Oskar Hansen Poems
|1881.||Zeb And More||12/11/2015|
|1885.||Zeus´s Revenge 4||6/23/2014|
...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...
Mother and I went to visit her uncle and his family
Who lived in the outskirt of the town, we took the bus
No five which took us to the posher part of the city.
Mother`s uncle was a foreman at and small abattoir
His speciality was the killing of sheep
When he came home the whole family, they had two children
Ate dinner in the kitchen, mother and I sat in the living room