Jan Oskar Hansen Poems

Soul Caretaker
Saw him this morning a jute sack slung over his right shoulder
and it was full of yet un-dead nightmares.
He is the man who collects discarded dreams those we deny
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The pleasure of old age
This is good morning only been up twice in the night and not
Stumbled over furniture, his wife kept filling the house with
Unwanted things. When he protest she says he lack artistic sense.
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Tanka
Wake up at dawn
Listen to your gentle breathing
Can't bear the thought
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Family visit.
Biological love is what we first experience
Walking as in a trance but everyday life takes the gloss off
Children are a nuisance, but they are us and we love them
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Words

Dubai
Lumps of concrete
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A great fiasco it turned out
Recuperating
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Mirror, mirror in the hall...

He was seventeen and naked in front
Of the big mirror in the hall,
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Ambling About.
On my Sunday afternoon stroll I was overtaken by a lady who walked
fast, but her winter coat belonged to a much older person.
I guessed the lady was around forty, perhaps older never saw her face.
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The Perennial problem

Red squirrels evicted
grey squirrels stole their nuts
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