Jan Oskar Hansen Poems

The Suffering

She visits me every night,
her clear blue eyes so full of love, cries.
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The Roma

Roma my beloved people, millions of your kind died during
the Nazis brutal regime, no memorial was erected for you.
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Fear of Flying

Having spent a week in Israel and seen the inequity and arrogance
of the way the Palestinians were treated, I had a breakdown and
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What Happened to Laughter?


What I miss the most not being a child, is its exuberance.
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The Leaf.

On my walks I picked up a perfectly formed elm leaf,
the colour of dry tobacco. In Norway, during the Nazi
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Christmas in Lisbon (1974)

The day before Christmas the Atlantic was in a frenzy
it was with relief when we turned starboard and met
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People I met on and off the screen

I like to watch a TV program, Father Brown
the actors are like old friends I know what they are thinking
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Drugs


I never showed my dogs any tricks that appear to please
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Glorious Sweden

When the virus struck the virologist
put their faith in herd immunity six thousand
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Remembering a dog


When I was young and for us not rich there was
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