The Season Of Heat Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

The Season Of Heat



The summer sun
Fiercely tells the truth
I hate the sun
Seek shelter under an olive tree
Till sun is malleable
And knew that the truth
Has to be served
Smoothly
As not to send us into a state
Of panic
By replacing it with phosphor
Exploding missiles
And other mad human inventions

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