Oskar Hansen

Oskar Hansen Poems

121. A Pessimistic View From A Balcony In Paris 10/21/2010
122. A Phone Call 1/21/2010
123. A Picture On A Café Wall 1/28/2012
124. A Pint Of Bitter...For Sure 6/18/2012
125. A Pleasure Remembered 6/18/2014
126. A Poem 10/21/2009
127. A Poet Is Amused 5/25/2016
128. A Poets Dilemma 1 7/15/2016
129. A Portrait Of Emptiness 1/28/2016
130. A Prince Is Born 7/24/2013
131. A Pugilist And A Whistleblower 6/21/2016
132. A Question 12/24/2015
133. A Quickie In The Kitchen 10/26/2015
134. A Rant 12/10/2012
135. A Rat 6/8/2015
136. A Rat In Bed 10/19/2016
137. A Reflection 7/3/2017
138. A Reflective Moment 8/3/2015
139. A Reminder 8/20/2012
140. A Sad Affair In India 1/22/2013
141. A Sea Bird 3/4/2016
142. A Sea Dirge 3/16/2013
143. A Shadorma Poem 1/6/2012
144. A Shanty 5/4/2009
145. A Sigh (Tanka) 9/7/2009
146. A Slum Outside Paris 8/15/2015
147. A Small World 11/22/2016
148. A Smaller Poem 9/20/2016
149. A Sonnet (San Suu Kyu) 8/11/2009
150. A Stone Wall 4/27/2016
151. A Story Of The Unsung 3/26/2013
152. A Sudden Second Sight 7/11/2013
153. A Summer 4/24/2012
154. A Summer Night 7/19/2009
155. A Summer Remembered 7/16/2015
156. A Tale Never Told 10/19/2011
157. A Tin Of Sardines 7/27/2010
158. A Tough Cookie 3/17/2015
159. A Tragedy 1/31/2017
160. A Truely Norwegian Poem 5/18/2009
Best Poem of Oskar Hansen

...And It Was Her Summer

…And It Was Her Summer

“Go back to the children’s home, she said I have no work and
can’t afford to keep you” Late June afternoon she sat on a bench
with a man I didn’t know. The man smiled I didn’t like him, but
took the coins he gave me to buy an ice –cream for; I was still
hanging about so mother got up and slapped me across the face.
”Get lost you stupid boy! ” My face was burning I threw the coins
into the lake and ran away. When I stopped running it was night
and I could see sheep in a field, I was tired and cold, thought of
seeking shelter in a...

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The Sea

The Sea.

I was an orphan lost on the vast plateau
of land till I came to the coast and saw
the sea wench all beginnings sprang;

yet I swim close to shore where the sea
is clear and has no dark, mysterious spots,
she is a greedy mother her love is total;

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