Oskar Hansen

Oskar Hansen Poems

1921. The New Knowledge 6/30/2011
1922. The New Me 1/5/2013
1923. The New Morality 8/3/2017
1924. The New Tomorrow 8/13/2013
1925. The New Tyranny 1/10/2011
1926. The Newest Senryu 8/7/2015
1927. The News Today 6/3/2016
1928. The Nordic Tribe 10/26/2017
1929. The Nuclear Issue 11/23/2013
1930. The Oasis 1/3/2016
1931. The Obama Speech 6/5/2009
1932. The Occupiers 12/29/2008
1933. The Occupiers Are Coming You Way 2/25/2018
1934. The Ocean 4/13/2015
1935. The Oddity Of The Truth 7/18/2017
1936. The Old Couple 8/31/2016
1937. The Old Jewish Couple 2/23/2015
1938. The Old Sailors 1/13/2017
1939. The Old Seraph 12/23/2017
1940. The Omen 8/10/2009
1941. The Oncoming 2/19/2013
1942. The Oppressed 1 4/19/2017
1943. The Opulent 8/16/2013
1944. The Orchard 2/16/2017
1945. The Outer Island 8/1/2012
1946. The Pacific -new- 3/8/2018
1947. The Painter And The Pandemic 5/19/2009
1948. The Painting 8/26/2016
1949. The Parrot 1/5/2012
1950. The Passing 1/29/2016
1951. The Passing Of A Butterfly -new- 3/9/2018
1952. The Past 7/7/2010
1953. The Peace Process 9/3/2016
1954. The People Prevails 7/24/2017
1955. The People We Don'T Want To Know 2/3/2012
1956. The Perennial Problem Among Squirrels 2/4/2015
1957. The Phantom Of Genoa 1/26/2012
1958. The Phobia 3/10/2017
1959. The Photo Memory 2/24/2018
1960. The Pianist 6/21/2014

Comments about Oskar Hansen

  • Bob Jones (2/23/2018 12:04:00 PM)

    You look like the guy from breaking bad. Look it up.

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  • Dimitrios Galanis Dimitrios Galanis (1/14/2016 1:20:00 PM)

    I do like your poems, my dear.It would be interesting to me to read poems of yours in portugues.Lately I finished reading Οdisseia, traduçao de Frederico Lourenco.

  • Ann Beard Ann Beard (4/16/2009 3:02:00 AM)

    I loved the simplicity of this poem, almost dreamlike, very sweet. Kind regards Ann.
    I have had a problem submitting this comment, your page kept blanking out, so if it shows up more than once my apologies.

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...

Read the full of ...And It Was Her Summer

Lady And The Tramp

The Lady and the Tramp

I took the bus from Ellesmere Port to Birkenhead,
from there the underground to Liverpool, walked
to Hanover Street; took a rickety lift up four floors
to a studio where Miss Summers tried to teach me
to speak posh English. A hopeless task my Norse
accent refused to be relegated clung to my throat
like phlegm, the size of a jelly fish, and anyway,

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