Jan Oskar Hansen Poems

The Long Journey

It’s evening the traffic is slow in front of me
I’m a part of a ruby necklace, can’t escape.
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The Art of Catering

There was a time I believed everything I read, even in Reader’s Digest.
one such story was about a French soldier in the world war one who,
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The Fight for Freedom

Another art exhibition, paintings of naïve art decorated on ancient doors
and window shutters, most of them about harvesting of olive and carobs.
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An Autumnal Moment

The autumn light has faded it is night now,
Heat lingers, melts the ice in my whisky.
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The Changing Face of Europe

So we are the last true Europeans in the sea of changes
and conflicting religions as old certainties disappear and
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Dark at eight o’clock
and the night is like black silk
wrapped around a tired landscape.
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End of Austerity

Winter had ice on the village pond, under elm trees sweet snow,
and our village was a postcard. Now it is about the price of potatoes,
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A Tale Never Told
The old man, who carried what, appeared to be and empty sack
over his shoulder when he walked through the village, is no more;
and I never got around asking him what was in his jute sack.
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They got him in the end, not a pretty sight, dictators are human too.
Now we are hunting his many sons and the rest of his family
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Simplified (Moral)

When the good guys
Behaves like the bad guys
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