Oskar Hansen


Going Home - Poem by Oskar Hansen

Going home.

On the plain of Alentejo
sacred green grass ornamented with white flowers.
Rolling landscape and big farms
grazing cattle,
sheep in the shade of umbrella trees.
Rolling landscape I would love to be a stallion here.
Alas, I see few horses and no mares,
but many four- wheeled motorbikes
disturbing the peace.
Cows, sheep and big balled bulls
milk and meat,
time to stop for lunch.

Topic(s) of this poem: traveling


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 11, 2016



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