Oslo Sonnet 3 Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Oslo Sonnet 3



Oslo Sonnet

Today I made a vegetarian meal it was not any good, but we ate it, after all, it was healthy and I remembered the time when I had the idea of becoming a vegetarian cook or chef as it is called now got an interview in Oslo and took the night train. Third class and the open carriage was full; luckily I had a blanket with me I used it as the tent so I didn`t have to talk to anyone.
It was a seven-hour journey it was so boring I was ready to get up a scream but somehow fell into a trance. We arrived at eight the station café was open I had a coffee and fell asleep. A man in uniform woke me and told me to leave this was not rest- room for vagabonds. Oslo was entirely grey, building, people, the road it was as colours had fled to a tropical paradise and cold coconut milk first thing in the morning
By now I had lost all interest in the vegetarian thing and ate eggs and plenty of bacon took the train home but in a first class compartment. At home, there was a cable for me a job on a ship a week later I was in Jamaica where the colours in Oslo also had gone. I met a girl we danced to the music from jukebox something about a blanket on the ground and the night in Jamaica was blue silk, the moon was full and golden.

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