Jan Oskar Hansen Poems

The Last Day

When he comes for me
I will argue with the man in black
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Family life

I ask myself what is wrong with borders well-defined places
with interior freedom and rules;
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Restless Love

It used to be like this,
when you were away, I slept on your side
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The Matador

I was thinking of taken the bus Seville
But don`t know what to do when getting there
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The Matador

I was thinking of taken the bus Seville
But don`t know what to do when getting there
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The Matador

I was thinking of taken the bus Seville
But don`t know what to do when getting there
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You are putting yourself down
No, I`m not, but I know you want to have a go, so I deflect
your sarcasm your words fall on stony ground.
The public laughed off my self-disparaging and your words
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The Artist and a bottle

Saw him at the supermarket,
had seen him before
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Ancient wars and potatoes

It is the biggest potato farm in the world,
a giant field of tubers as far as eyes can see;
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Dream on a raft

A balsam raft, with a mast and a Latin sail, I built for amusement on summer days on the inner sea,
but I found myself too far from shore, daydreaming is dangerous,
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