More Tanka, , , , Anyone Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

More Tanka, , , , Anyone

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Tanka

Opened the curtain
Dawn’s light got stuck in my eyes
Intense brilliance
Furniture became the foe
Slept on the carpet till noon





Tanka (boredom?)

Lived in dad’s house
August heat, he trekked north
I looked after it
Nothing to do, drank brandy
And dynamited his abode

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