jan hansen

Scenes of a marriage

I should have known, she was up before me
I made a cup of coffee and went back to my study
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Is he a Poofter?

I was reading "An American Tragedy" by Theodore Dreiser
reading slowly because the writer proceeded slowly in his writing
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My Auntie

When he entered his aunt's basement flat
I had been in the yard when she called me in
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Pushing daisies

This Saturday has sadness in the summer clouds
feel I ought to go home, don't know why?
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The Sin of a Priest

At a school outing, the pupils stayed overnight
Sleeping on a barn hayloft
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The loss of the known

A sudden flash occurred, a moment of a forgotten past
walking down a wide road that only had a few cars trundling along
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Gene futility

How can we look at a child and kill it, by using "it"
we have distanced us from the child they are no longer
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Who is a verse maker

Poetry is an odd art form practiced where there are more
poets then writers because everybody, especially when young
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Travel to Algarve

Eight boxes in a row in the middle of a grimy room, boxes looking
like each other. What's in the boxes? The stale air of a perfumed boudoir?
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The big bang

Albert Einstein, in a dreamy mood, said the Big Bang
was when the future, the now and the past happened all at once
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The beginning

When the ocean hit the shore, sea spray flew up
The droplets that flew the highest became birds
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Awestruck

My pellucid teddy had been left in the kitchen overnight
someone had scratched its eyes off
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To think clearly

What we see in our daily life is like a hastily iPhone photo
Lacking depths and smiles not reaching the eyes
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Harp music

Grey mist creates a lesser world
eyes strain to see beyond the possible
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A Perilous flight

The flight from Hong Kong to Manila had more
passengers than seats
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The Class Act

It dawned on me to get ahead in life, I had to speak
proper the way words are laid out in books
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Salacia

Where two mountains almost meet, there is a canyon
Of boulders and unfriendly nature, such as thorny bushes
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The Artist


On the terrace in the building across the road
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Urbanity

A beautiful morning, slightly overcast cars
on the avenue play sordini, rubber yielding to asphalt
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the day ends in a shanty town

When crossing the bridge to the shanty town
The day was almost over, blank and tired
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